Backroad Realities

Lyrics

[Verse]
Hey Sean, it’s time you pack your things,
You walked all over us like you had wings.
I’m through with all your damn demands,
So take your leave and understand.

[Verse 2]
Philip, man, you need to see,
A job’s not given, it's earned, can’t you agree?
Stop coasting on someone else’s ride,
It’s high time you found some pride.

[Chorus]
We're all done with these small talk games,
Time to reckon, feel the flames.
Stand up and take what’s due or leave,
This town’s got no place for make-believe.

[Verse 3]
Danielle, it’s plain as day,
Quit trying to milk the crew in every way.
Your schemes and scams, they’ve been exposed,
Now it's time to hit the road.

[Bridge]
We’ll keep the fires burning bright,
Make things right without a fight.
Clear out the ones who drag us down,
Restore the pride in this small town.

[Verse 4]
Sean, it’s time to say goodbye,
No more twisting truth, no more lies.
Philip, put your best foot forward,
Danielle, the game is over.