"Fighting Spirits" is a raw, cinematic journey into the shadows of the past. Blending country storytelling with rap delivery, this track explores the weight of childhood trauma and the battle to outrun memories that refuse to fade.
Lyrics:
Dust on the bottle, gravel on the dash
Hometown bar sittin’ way back in the past
Every mile marker feelin’ like a scar
Tryna drown a bonfire in a Mason jar
Yeah, I’m backroad bendin’, swervin’ through my memories
Every single fence post lookin’ like an enemy
Hennessey, Tennessee, mix it with the remedy
Anything to quiet down the echoes of my history
House on the hill, porch light never flicker
But the shadows in the hallway always movin’ quicker
Clickin’ like a pistol when the floorboards creak
Had a monster in the room that never fell asleep
Mama in the kitchen sayin’, “Boy, you’re fine”
But the thunder in my chest never matched that line
Hands too heavy for a goodnight hug
Left fingerprints deep like they carved in blood
I don’t talk ‘bout nothin’, I just sip my truth
Turn the pain into proof, 80 proof from the booth
If these walls could talk, they’d be testifyin’
So I twist another cap ‘cause the past ain’t dying
I keep pourin’ out the hurt where the neon’s bright
But the jukebox can’t cover what I hear at night
I’m out here fighting spirits in the middle of the night,
One is in the glass, the other's looking for a fight.
Got a bottle on the seat and the moon on my side,
One hand on the wheel, while I’m tryin’ not to cry.
If you see me on this gravel road, just know I’m holdin’ tight,
To a boy in the dark that never made it to the light.
Yeah, I’m dancin’ with these spirits till I fade out of sight,
Prayin’ one of ‘em saves me ‘fore they take my life.
Grew up with a locked door nobody could see through
“Don’t tell, don’t cry,” that’s the house rule I knew
Lullabies twisted into warning signs
Every bedtime story had a hand behind
Lil’ boots by the bed never fit quite right
‘Cause I ran too fast from the edge of the night
Whole childhood framed like a family picture
But the frame cut deep when the colors got thicker
I was playin’ in the yard, then the sun went black
He said, “This our secret,” now the sky don’t crack
No thunder, no rain, just a silent scream
Got folded in a closet like a pair of jeans
Now the label on the bottle say “Just one more”
But one turns two, now I’m on that floor
Tryna scrub off stains that nobody can see
So I wash my hands with that whiskey creek
Everybody see a cowboy with a cold blue stare
Ain’t nobody see the hand that put the frost in there
So I chase another shot like I’m chasin’ sleep
But the herd of old memories still stampede deep
I’m out here fighting spirits in the middle of the night,
One is in the glass, the other's looking for a fight.
Got a bottle on the seat and the moon on my side,
One hand on the wheel, while I’m tryin’ not to cry.
If you see me on this gravel road, just know I’m holdin’ tight,
To a boy in the dark that never made it to the light.
Yeah, I’m dancin’ with these spirits till I fade out of sight,
Prayin’ one of ‘em saves me ‘fore they take my life.
There was a wolf in flannel with a Sunday grin
Came lookin’ for a lamb, dragged the night right in
Smelled like gasoline, laundry, sin
Brought hell in the house when he walked right in
Hung his coat on a nail by the bedroom door
Left muddy boot prints on the kid’s “no more”
He stole my name, turned “kid” into somethin’ else
Now the mirror show a stranger wearin’ my old self
I was baptized once in an upstairs room
In a flood of “hush now” under cheap cologne fumes
No choir, no hymn, just one man – a liar
With a match in his eyes and a slow burn fire
Now every time the cork pops, that door unlatch
I can smell that cologne, feel that deadbolt catch
I ain’t sayin’ what he did, but these scenes ain’t right
There’s a grown man flinchin’ at a porch light
Yeah, my halo of streetlights never looked so thin
Barbwire round a “boyhood” sign diggin’ in
And if you’re wonderin’ why I drink like I’m goin’ down
It’s ‘cause a wolf in work boots tried to pin me to the ground
I was just a little shadow on the bedroom wall
While a giant took the light and made the night feel small
Left my childhood folded on a stranger’s chair
Now I’m wringin’ out my liver tryna wash that stare
If you read between the lines of every tear I hide
You’ll see a porch light burnin’ where a promise died
I’m out here fighting spirits in the middle of the night,
One is in the glass, the other's looking for a fight.
Got a bottle on the seat and the moon on my side,
One hand on the wheel, while I’m tryin’ not to cry.
If you see me on this gravel road, just know I’m holdin’ tight,
To a boy in the dark that never made it to the light.
Yeah, I’m dancin’ with these spirits till I fade out of sight,
Prayin’ one of ‘em saves me ‘fore they take my life.
So here’s to the kids that the wolves walked through
If the bottle’s in your hand, I’ve been there too
Информация по комментариям в разработке