[Verse] Sun's sinking low on this old back road, Dust kicks up where the wild winds blow. Lines cast out, silence takes the stage, But your reel snaps, and it fuels the rage. [Pre-Chorus] Hands gripping tight, the day’s wearing thin, Voices raised high where the fight begins. [Chorus] Hold on, don’t let this break us down, We’re more than lost lures in this ghost town. Through cracked reels and worn-out wheels, Friendship fights harder than broken reels. [Verse] Campfire’s lit, shadows start to dance, Words cut deep like a second chance. Your jaw clenched tight, mine’s just the same, But this dusty road can’t call our names. [Pre-Chorus] Hands gripping tight, the day’s wearing thin, Voices raised high where the fight begins. [Chorus] Hold on, don’t let this break us down, We’re more than lost lures in this ghost town. Through cracked reels and worn-out wheels, Friendship fights harder than broken reels. [Bridge] We’re cracked but not broken, Steel hearts unspoken. Turn the tide, shell-shocked and worn, This bond’s the fire that won’t be torn. [Chorus] Hold on, don’t let this break us down, We’re more than lost lures in this ghost town. Through cracked reels and worn-out wheels, Friendship fights harder than broken reels. [Outro] Hold on, don’t let it fall apart, We’re etched in the dust, carved in heart. Through shattered reels and faded trails, This road-worn friendship never fails.