Chrome Hearted

I got scars on my hands and chrome in my chest

Lost some time, but I gave it my best

This ain't a phase – this life chose me

Chrome hearted – built to be free

Nights in the garage, breathin' in fumes

Dreams in the paint, vision in rooms

Countless bolts, callused palms

Still I smile when the engine calms

Crew by my side, grease on the floor

Not just machines – this is something more

Memories welded to every frame

This ain't clout – this is name

I've seen builds fall, dreams break in two

Seen fakes come in, but the real stay true

We speak in revs, in torque and flame

And ride for more than just the fame

From meet to track, from loss to win

This life's loud, but it's always been

A place where hearts beat through machines

Where chrome reflects what passion means

You call it noise – I call it soul

We fix what's broke, and chase control

And when I'm gone, let 'em say with pride:

He lived low, but his love was high