{"id":"d984d054-242a-4196-9cdd-e412fbd0b661","title":"Fistfights and Firelight","artist":"Alex wilson","album":null,"year":null,"genre":"","duration":"","lyrics":"Verse 1\nBottle smashed loud, barroom turned to hell,\nKnuckles flew fast ‘neath a neon spell.\nWhiskey burned hot, boots scuffed the floor,\nDodged a right hook, then I saw you by the door.\nChorus\nFistfights and firelight, hearts runnin’ wild,\nChaos and your eyes cut through like a child.\nFrom a busted-up night to a spark that won’t fade,\nDarlin’, our love was a barroom crusade.\nVerse 2\nJukebox wailed a lonesome rebel tune,\nBlood on my lip, but I caught your moon.\nYou tossed me a grin, like a dare wrapped in lace,\nStole my fightin’ soul with that angel’s face.\nChorus\nFistfights and firelight, hearts runnin’ wild,\nChaos and your eyes cut through like a child.\nFrom a busted-up night to a spark that won’t fade,\nDarlin’, our love was a barroom crusade.\nBridge\nBroken chairs and whiskey stains,\nOutlaw hearts don’t feel no chains.\nThrough the smoke and the sin, we carved our own way,\nTurned a brawl into forever that day.\nChorus\nFistfights and firelight, hearts runnin’ wild,\nChaos and your eyes cut through like a child.\nFrom a busted-up night to a spark that won’t fade,\nDarlin’, our love was a barroom crusade.\nOutro\nNow we dance slow where the jukebox hums,\nFrom fistfights to firelight, our battle’s won.","notes":"","description":"The song evokes a sense of bittersweet nostalgia and reflection on tumultuous experiences. With its indie-folk sensibilities and earnest delivery, it paints a picture of dramatic confrontations contrasted with moments of quiet beauty and contemplation.","image_url":"https://mxlidlmuqqztsxikjnpe.supabase.co/storage/v1/object/public/song-images/bulk-1750372051635-d984d054-242a-4196-9cdd-e412fbd0b661.jpg","audio_url":"https://mxlidlmuqqztsxikjnpe.supabase.co/storage/v1/object/public/song-audio/1750373451931.mp3","created_at":"2025-06-19T22:23:45.691715+00:00"}