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🎵 Bikeriders
by The Mainside Project

Engines roaring at the break of day
Cigarette lit, eyes chasing the grey
Worn-out jackets, stories on their skin
They live fast, no need to fit in

Burning the blacktop, no looking behind
On curves of fate, they’re forged and refined

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

Love that’s wild, gone with the breeze
Tales told over beer and gasoline
Every mile’s a scream of truth
No regrets, just the hunger of youth

The wind is the anthem, the throttle’s their prayer
Fuel in their veins, no fear, just dare

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

They ain’t heroes, they ain’t thieves
Just men chasing what they believe
With the weight of the road on their back
Still laughing loud down every track

Bikeriders — brothers of the storm
From mountain cold to desert warm
No maps, just instincts in control
They are the journey, the fire, the soul
Bikeriders — forever on the roll

Bikeriders

delta blues meets hip-hop, heavy fuzzed distorted guitars, deep rhythmic groove, electronic undertones, blues-rock fusion, hip-hop inspired beats, gritty production, produced with artificial intelligence

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