WORN OUT SOLES 🥾🎸 HEAVY BLUES ROCK [Working Class / Relatable] 🤬 AFROVERSE

I’ve walked a million miles and never left this town... "WORN OUT SOLES" is a grounded, relatable heavy blues rock track about the daily grind and pushing forward when you're running on empty. No outlaws, no magic — just a hard-working man and the heavy reality of the streets. Featuring a heavy rock groove, classic blues riffs, and honest vocals. (Lyrics): I’ve walked a million miles and never left this town... Got a pair of leather boots with holes inside the heel Working every single day just to buy a decent meal The rain is falling heavy on the dirty avenue Got a pocket full of nothing and the rent is coming due I look inside the mirror and I see my father’s face Just another tired runner in a heavy-duty race Every time I try to climb, somebody pulls me down I’ve walked a million miles and never left this town The traffic lights are flashing with a blinding kind of red Got a hundred different worries spinning right inside my head! Worn Out Soles! Walking on the street! Worn Out Soles! Blisters on my feet! Between the empty promises and the freezing of the cold I’m feeling like my story has already been told! Worn Out Soles! The boss is screaming loud about the numbers on the sheet While I’m trying to survive the bitter winter sleet I bought a cup of coffee but it tastes like dirty rain Taking aspirin in the morning just to numb the daily pain I see the people laughing in the shiny restaurant Having everything they need and everything they want I pull my collar up against the heavy-duty wind Paying every single price for the times I haven't sinned The traffic lights are flashing with a blinding kind of red Got a hundred different worries spinning right inside my head! Worn Out Soles! Walking on the street! Worn Out Soles! Blisters on my feet! Between the empty promises and the freezing of the cold I’m feeling like my story has already been told! Worn Out Soles! Keep on walking... Ignore the pain... Stand your ground... Stand in the rain! Worn Out Soles! Walking on the street! Worn Out Soles! Blisters on my feet! Between the empty promises and the freezing of the cold I’m feeling like my story has already been told! Worn Out Soles!