Coffin Full of Coffee Cups (Alt 1)
TitanChord
Ashtray’s a graveyard, dashboard’s a mess,
Fast-food wrappers where I lay my rest.
The preacher said heaven’s paved in gold —
But my cab’s paved in caffeine, cold.
Coffin full of coffee cups,
That’s the road I ride.
Every mile a eulogy,
With diesel by my side.
I ain’t waitin’ on redemption,
I ain’t prayin’ for no luck —
Just bury me drivin’,
In a coffin full of coffee cups.
Love left me like an exit sign,
Never slowed down, never gave no time.
Now my angels wear truck-stop blues,
Halo bent and gasoline fumes.
Coffin full of coffee cups,
That’s the road I ride.
Every mile a eulogy,
With diesel by my side.
I ain’t waitin’ on redemption,
I ain’t prayin’ for no luck —
Just bury me drivin’,
In a coffin full of coffee cups.
If the devil’s ridin’ shotgun, he better bring the cream…
‘Cause this bitter black highway’s the only fuel I dream.
Coffin full of coffee cups,
Lay my body down in the dust.
Every scar’s a story,
Every song’s a rust.
Don’t carve no stone above me,
Don’t dress me up in tux —
Just bury me drivin’,
In a coffin full of coffee cups.
Timing is estimated — lines are spaced evenly across the track.
Coffin Full of Coffee Cups (Alt 1)
By TitanChord · Americana
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Lyrics
Ashtray’s a graveyard, dashboard’s a mess, Fast-food wrappers where I lay my rest. The preacher said heaven’s paved in gold — But my cab’s paved in caffeine, cold.
Coffin full of coffee cups, That’s the road I ride. Every mile a eulogy, With diesel by my side. I ain’t waitin’ on redemption, I ain’t prayin’ for no luck — Just bury me drivin’, In a coffin full of coffee cups.
Love left me like an exit sign, Never slowed down, never gave no time. Now my angels wear truck-stop blues, Halo bent and gasoline fumes.
Coffin full of coffee cups, That’s the road I ride. Every mile a eulogy, With diesel by my side. I ain’t waitin’ on redemption, I ain’t prayin’ for no luck — Just bury me drivin’, In a coffin full of coffee cups.
If the devil’s ridin’ shotgun, he better bring the cream… ‘Cause this bitter black highway’s the only fuel I dream.
Coffin full of coffee cups, Lay my body down in the dust. Every scar’s a story, Every song’s a rust. Don’t carve no stone above me, Don’t dress me up in tux — Just bury me drivin’, In a coffin full of coffee cups.
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Dark Americana with outlaw humor and grit. Deep male vocals, gravell
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