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Backroads
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Трек «Backroads» вышел в 19 декабря 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Wyler Way»)Backroads - Single
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АльбомBackroads - Single
Дата релиза19 декабря 2025 г.
ЛейблWyler Way
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Энергия
BPM77

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I grew up where the dust don’t settle,
Old truck hummin’ like a worn-out echo.
Long nights, small town, nothing but a window
Into everything I never said.
Those miles taught me how to stay steady,
Life hits hard, gotta keep your hands ready.
Backroads raised me when nobody else did —
Carved every scar I’ve got left.
And I still hear those lines in my head,
Every turn, every word I never said.
Backroads, they know my name.
They carried all my lost and all my shame.
I ain’t runnin’, I’m just finding my way —
One old memory at a time.
Backroads, they pull me through.
Every broken piece I walked into.
If the world goes cold, I know what to do —
I follow the road back to you.
Street signs fade in the heat of summer,
Night skies hummin’ like a distant drummer.
Every mistake made me a little tougher —
Didn’t learn nothin’ playin’ safe.
I got dreams that don’t fit this town,
But roots like these don’t drag you down.
Backroads hold me when the world spins ’round —
Tellin’ me I’ll make it anyway.
And I still hear those lines in my head,
Every turn, every word I never said.
Backroads, they know my name.
They carried all my lost and all my shame.
I ain’t runnin’, I’m just finding my way —
One old memory at a time.
Backroads, they pull me through.
Every broken piece I walked into.
If the world goes cold, I know what to do —
I follow the road back to you
Maybe I was made for the long way home,
Never took the easy path, never walked alone.
Footprints fading in the early dawn —
Still I keep movin’ on.
Backroads, they know my name.
They carried all my lost and all my shame.
Every mile turned the boy I was into
Someone finally coming true.
Backroads, they pull me through —
I follow the road back to you.
Written by: Wyler Way
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