MARVEL - The Road Back Home (Ghost Rider's Song)

An AI song about Robbie Reyes (Ghost Rider) from MARVEL. #marvel #robbiereyes #ghostrider #marvelcomics #zarathos #mephisto Check out more Marvel songs here    • Marvel Songs   Check out more comic songs here:    • Comic Songs   Interested in a personalised song? For custom songs tailored to your vision, please contact: mianbaobusiness@gmail.com Lyrics: There’s grease beneath my fingernails, another shift runs late I count the money twice before I put the tools away My brother’s waiting up for me; I said I wouldn’t be long I know which streets to hurry through, which corners to avoid I thought a race could buy us something wages never would A place where Gabe could sleep without the shouting through the walls Then headlights filled with gunfire, and the road came up to meet A boy who wanted out and found a furnace underneath Hell in the engine, both hands on the wheel I hear a dead man telling me whose blood I ought to spill But there’s a light still burning where my brother waits alone Whatever rides inside me, I am taking this road home He called himself my rescue, said the guilty had to pay Then let his hunger show through every life he’d have me take My uncle in the mirror wore my anger like a grin I learned the voice that raised me wasn’t what had climbed within Four tyres carve a burning line through avenues of black The Charger shakes the windows as I close the distance fast A chain winds round my knuckles; something tears across my face I pull the hunters from the streets they thought were theirs to take Hell in the engine, both hands on the wheel I hear a dead man telling me whose blood I ought to spill But there’s a light still burning where my brother waits alone Whatever rides inside me, I am taking this road home Gabe talks about his afternoon; I listen from the sink Scrub soot from off my wrists and try to find the words to speak He laughs at something on the screen and calls me over twice I dry my hands and sit with him, still shaking from the drive You say you know my weakness every time I turn back here But you have never understood what keeps my hands from yours I’ve felt you reach for people who had nothing left to give You brought me back to use me; I decide how I will live I fix what’s broken every day; I know when something’s wrong A rattle hidden deep beneath an engine running strong You hide behind my fury, make your hunger sound like mine I know the difference now. You don’t get to choose who dies I park beneath the streetlight, wait until my face returns The metal ticks around me as the last wheel stops its burn Gabe’s left a plate beside the stove, a note beneath my phone I lock the car and climb the steps. Tonight, I made it home