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Deep End Dizzy

Ward C Locke

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"Got that float in the deep end dizzy, drunk on a Tuesday busy."
southern rock electric guitar alternative rock country pop slide guitar high energy gritty modern country rebellious outlaw country eric church chris stapleton brothers osborne whiskey myers raspy vocals
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I don't confine myself to a single genre. My muse draws from every direction, and I follow where it leads using various AI technologies.
Hello, and thank you for listening. I don't really have a single genre that I aspire to create. It's mainly just what I'm feeling in the moment. My muse draws inspiration from every direction. My musical voyage takes me on journeys both internal and external, journeys whose results I can't always predict. For me, it's truly the journey that matters, not the destination. I let my creativity flow freely, allowing it to guide me where it will. I don't constrain myself to a particular style or genre; instead, I embrace the boundless possibilities of musical expression. Each new piece is an adventure, an opportunity to explore uncharted sonic territory. My aim is not to adhere to any preconceived notions of what my music "should" sound like. Rather, I strive to authentically channel the emotions, ideas, and perspectives that well up within me at any given time. The end result may defy easy categorization, but that's part of the beauty. I'm not beholden to any expectations other than my own artistic vision. So in short, I let my muse be my guide. I follow where it leads, embracing the unpredictable journey of musical creation (via various AI technologies). I hope you'll join me on these voyages, as I never know quite where they might take us. Cheers!
Song Info
Genre
Beats Beats General
Charts
#50 in subgenre Peak #15
Charts
Peak #70
Author
Ward C Locke
Rights
Ward C Locke
Uploaded
January 09, 2026
Track Files
MP3
MP3 11.1 MB 320 kbps 4:50 minutes
Lossless
WAV 53.1 MB (no audio tag)
Meta Data
Samples
No samples, loops, or splices
BPM
144
Beat
4/4
Key
E min
Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Story behind the song
Deep End Dizzy is a raw, high-energy anthem that blends modern country storytelling with a thick, Southern Rock edge. From the haunting slide guitar intro to the heavy-hitting percussion, the track explores the feeling of losing your grip on reality and finding a strange peace in the chaos. It’s a song for the risk-takers, the Tuesday-night drinkers, and anyone who’s ever been told they’re "fool's gold" but feels like they’re living like royalty. "Maybe I'm high on nothing at all / Maybe I'm just about to fall / But right now I'm ten feet tall / And I don't want to know the truth." Lyrics and concept by Ward C Locke. Music produced using Suno AI.
Lyrics
Got that float-in-the-deep-end dizzy That drunk-on-a-Tuesday busy Can't tell if I'm found or just finally lost But either way, I ain't counting the cost Weight's off my shoulders, dirt on my boots Questions don't matter when you got the truth Maybe I'm high on nothing at all Maybe I'm just about to fall But right now I'm ten feet tall And I don't wanna know the truth If this ain't real, don't tell me proof Let me ride this lie like it's bulletproof Call it fool's gold, I'm buying it all Got that hum in my chest like an engine turning That itch in my feet, that preacher-man yearning Don't know where I'm walking but the path feels worn Like I've been here before but I'm being reborn Might be a fever, might be a flame But it's burning clean and I like the pain Maybe I'm high on nothing at all Maybe I'm just about to fall But right now I'm ten feet tall And I don't wanna know the truth If this ain't real, don't tell me proof Let me ride this lie like it's bulletproof Call it fool's gold I'm buying it all They say don't trust the easy days But I'm cashing checks that the good Lord pays Sun... son... hell, they sound the same And both of them are calling my name Let 'em call it crazy, let 'em call it fake I'll take this feeling to my grave Fool's gold still shines in the light And I'm gonna blind 'em tonight Maybe I'm high on nothing at all Maybe this fever's just withdrawal But right now I'm ten feet tall Keep your facts, keep your bitter truth I got faith and that's my proof Let me wear this crown while I'm still bulletproof Call it fool's gold Yeah, fool's gold But I'm rich as hell right now
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