[Verse] Midnight streets, the town asleep, Iâm tuned in low Old FM dial, static dreams start to grow In the back of my ride, a cassette taped tight Scratches in the tape, but the beatâs just right [Pre-Chorus] Crackling wires hum, the signalâs thin but gold Underneath the surface, stories yet untold [Chorus] Spin that sound from the trunk, let the city hear Echoes in the silence, breaking through the fear Small-town streets, but the worldâs in this tape One night on the air, no time to hesitate [Verse] Headlights flash past, but Iâm lost in the stream Words like shadows cut through the morning dream A voice from nowhere, raw and unrefined In this lonely booth, itâs the pulse I find [Pre-Chorus] Static fades away, the momentâs clear and bright A rebel anthem born inside the night [Chorus] Spin that sound from the trunk, let the city hear Echoes in the silence, breaking through the fear Small-town streets, but the worldâs in this tape One night on the air, no time to hesitate [Bridge] No silver stage, just a fading signal line Every noteâs a lifeline, every beat, a sign Underneath the moonlight, Iâm the voice they know From the back of a ride, watch this fire grow [Chorus] Spin that sound from the trunk, let the city hear Echoes in the silence, breaking through the fear Small-town streets, but the worldâs in this tape One night on the air, no time to hesitate [Outro] One night on the air No time to hesitate Spin that sound from the trunk Let the city hear