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backroads
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Alternative
backroads was released on January 23, 2026 by DLZ Records as a part of the album backroads - Single
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2026
LabelDLZ Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Dalzell
Michael Dalzell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Dalzell
Michael Dalzell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GAXILLIC
GAXILLIC
Producer

Lyrics

Remember everything we said we'd do
Remember everything was meant for you
Trying to cope with the broken side
Feel the love when you felt the high
Running around again
Thought I found a friend
Thought I found a friend
I'm a tether to the pain, though
But I'm addicted to the pain tho
Perfect people don't exist
So what the fuck's your angle
Remember tripping bout you
Smiling all the fucking way home
Back in the beginning
Really thought you were an angel
Calm down, was too exhausting
Fell off cause I wasn't really locked in
My piece of her heart and it's toxic
I'd choose myself over a lost bit
Kinda miss the back roads
Smelling like tobacco
Pulling up to my house
Till my house all stoned
Kinda miss that small little town, I know
Kinda miss the back roads
Smelling like tobacco
Pulling up to my house
Till my house all stoned
I wonder where you're at now
I wonder where you're at now
So what you really running from
Is it faith or love
Tell me everything you think above
What everybody else does what everybody else sees
This world is blind and white
And I feel kinda like
I am in disguise
Lightning in her eyes
Remember everything we said we'd do
Remember everything was meant for you
Trying to cope with the broken side
Feel the love when you felt the high
Running around again
Thought I found a friend
Thought I found a friend
I'm addicted to the pain though
Perfect people don't exist
So what the fuck's your angle
Remember tripping bout you
Keep smiling all the fucking way home
Back in the beginning
Really thought you were an angel
Calm down, it was too exhausting
Fell off cause I wasn't really locked in
My piece of her heart and it's toxic
I choose myself over a lost bit
Kinda miss the back roads
Feeling like tobacco
Pulling up to my house
To my house all stoned
Kinda miss that small little town, I know
Kinda miss the back roads
Smelling like tobacco
Pulling up to my house
Till my house all stoned
Wonder where you're at now
Wonder where you're at now
Written by: Michael Dalzell
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