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Southern Gothic Neon - Judeo
Moonlight, dripping on the Cadillac spine
Ghost in the dashboard, secrets in the pine
Lanterns flicker where the shadows unwind
Raven in my rearview, tapping on the time
Serving my cup, gold chains on my shrine
Prayers to the hustle, dollar bills define
Hollow whispers in the wind calling home
Baptized in the glow of the city's chrome
Southern Gothic neon, blazing through the fog
Dripping like the devil on a midnight jog
Southern Gothic neon, where the spirits talk
Streets stay holy but the nights don't balk
Southern Gothic neon
Southern Gothic neon
Crib snare cracking like a preacher's tone
808 shaking like a judgment song
Stacks so tall they could build a throne
But the roots run deep where the sins are sown
Velvet skies hold the prayers unknown
Crossroads hum with a bass undertone
Cemetery silence but the bass still knocking
Chains swinging heavy, keep the devils clocking
Smoke in the air, old spirits watching
A neon confession, these streets ain't stopping
Southern Gothic neon, blazing through the fog
Dripping like the devil on a midnight jog
Southern Gothic neon, where the spirits talk
Streets stay holy but the nights don't balk
Southern Gothic neon
Southern Gothic neon