24 YO

(Intro)
(Gritty, low guitar growl)
You said you liked the slide…
Yeah. That one song.

(Verse 1 — Punchier)
You talked about that riff — how it bends, how it burns,
How it snakes like an old road through a thousand turns.
Said it sounded like a heart right before it breaks,
A soul on the edge with everything at stake.
And I just sat there quiet, wishing I knew what to play
To make you look at me that way.

(Chorus — Punchier)
So I’m fighting with six strings under this yellow light,
Trying to steal a spark of thunder from that lonely night.
Chasing “Layla” like a ghost I’m never gonna catch,
That sliding, aching melody — the one you say hits best.
Just trying to write a tune that hits your chest like it hits you,
A song half as beautiful, from me to you.

(Verse 2 — Punchier)
My fingers blistered raw, chasing that same pain,
Trying to speak the language of the wind and rain.
That crying slide guitar — that desperate, dying plea,
I’d bleed on every fret if it meant you’d hear me.
’Cause I was listening closely, every word you said,
And it echoed in my bones, stuck inside my head.

(Bridge — Punchier)
This ain’t for fame, or crowds, or some big stage,
It’s three minutes of my soul on a torn‑up page.
It’s the only way I know to say what I can’t say,
Building you a cathedral where the words get in the way.

(Solo)
(Slide guitar — sharp, crying, cutting straight through the mix)

(Final Chorus — Punchier, Shouted)
I WAS FIGHTING WITH SIX STRINGS UNDER THAT BURNING LIGHT!
I STOLE A SHOT OF THUNDER FROM THAT LONELY NIGHT!
FOR THAT SONG “LAYLA,” YEAH, I FOUND A GHOST!
THAT DESPERATE SLIDING MELODY — THE ONE YOU LOVE THE MOST!
I HAD TO WRITE A TUNE THAT HITS YOUR HEART LIKE IT HITS YOU!
THIS ONE’S FOR YOU!
YOU HEAR ME?
IT’S ALL FOR YOU!

(Outro — Punchier but soft landing)
(Guitar drops to clean, one last shimmering slide)
You said you liked the slide…
So this one’s for you.
(Final note hangs, bends, fades)

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(Intro) (Gritty, low guitar growl) You said you liked the slide… Yeah. That one song. (Verse 1 — Punchier) You talked about that riff — how it bends, how it burns, How it snakes like an old road through a thousand turns. Said it sounded like a heart right before it breaks, A soul on the edge with everything at stake. And I just sat there quiet, wishing I knew what to play To make you look at me that way. (Chorus — Punchier) So I’m fighting with six strings under this yellow light, Trying to steal a spark of thunder from that lonely night. Chasing “Layla” like a ghost I’m never gonna catch, That sliding, aching melody — the one you say hits best. Just trying to write a tune that hits your chest like it hits you, A song half as beautiful, from me to you. (Verse 2 — Punchier) My fingers blistered raw, chasing that same pain, Trying to speak the language of the wind and rain. That crying slide guitar — that desperate, dying plea, I’d bleed on every fret if it meant you’d hear me. ’Cause I was listening closely, every word you said, And it echoed in my bones, stuck inside my head. (Chorus — Punchier) So I’m fighting with six strings under this yellow light, Trying to steal a spark of thunder from that lonely night. Chasing “Layla” like a ghost I’m never gonna catch, That sliding, aching melody — the one you say hits best. Just trying to write a tune that hits your chest like it hits you, A song half as beautiful, from me to you. (Bridge — Punchier) This ain’t for fame, or crowds, or some big stage, It’s three minutes of my soul on a torn‑up page. It’s the only way I know to say what I can’t say, Building you a cathedral where the words get in the way. (Solo) (Slide guitar — sharp, crying, cutting straight through the mix) (Final Chorus — Punchier, Shouted) I WAS FIGHTING WITH SIX STRINGS UNDER THAT BURNING LIGHT! I STOLE A SHOT OF THUNDER FROM THAT LONELY NIGHT! FOR THAT SONG “LAYLA,” YEAH, I FOUND A GHOST! THAT DESPERATE SLIDING MELODY — THE ONE YOU LOVE THE MOST! I HAD TO WRITE A TUNE THAT HITS YOUR HEART LIKE IT HITS YOU! THIS ONE’S FOR YOU! YOU HEAR ME? IT’S ALL FOR YOU! (Outro — Punchier but soft landing) (Guitar drops to clean, one last shimmering slide) You said you liked the slide… So this one’s for you. (Final note hangs, bends, fades)

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