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Feral Boy by wilks

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Feral Boy

Dark Country / Blues

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Now I’m a grown man feelin’ destroyed Still runnin’ scared’ Still hear ghosts On these Tennessee hills Built a life But I built it wrong Everybody stayed And somehow I was gone Looked in the mirror Saw my father’s eyes And a tired young man Too worn to cry Now I’m standin’ here tryin’ to fill this void A broken man From a feral boy
I was a feral boy Raised by noise
By empty bottles and slammed front doors I learned to bend so I wouldn’t break
But hell, bend enough and your soul might cave Duck and weave Till there’s nothing left
Give your whole heart till there’s no damn breath Now I’m a grown man feelin’ destroyed
Still runnin’ scared’ Still hear ghosts On these Tennessee hills
Built a life But I built it wrong Everybody stayed
And somehow I was gone Looked in the mirror
Saw my father’s eyes And a tired young man
Too worn to cry Now I’m standin’ here tryin’ to fill this void
A broken man From a feral boy
I was a feral boy Raised by noise
By empty bottles and slammed front doors I learned to bend so I wouldn’t break
But hell, bend enough and your soul might cave Duck and weave Till there’s nothing left
Give your whole heart till there’s nothing left
Now I’m a grown man feelin’ destroyed
Still runnin’ scared Just a feral boy
Teacher said that boy’s mature
The truth is I was just insecure
Couldn’t be needy Couldn’t be loud
Couldn’t bring more trouble in this house
So I became what people need
A strong back and a heart that bleeds
Fix your problems, hold your tears
Carry your burdens for all these years
Never learned how to draw that line
Thought self-worth meant sacrifice
Every door I opened wide
Till there was nowhere left to hide
I was a feral boy Raised by noise
By broken glass and midnight storms
I learned to bend so I wouldn’t break
Smile through hell and call it grace
Duck and weave, get through the pain
Carry everybody else’s weight
Now I’m a grown man feelin’ destroyed
Still runnin’ scared Just a feral boy
Now the house is quiet but my mind ain’t still
Still hear ghosts on these Tennessee hills
Built a life but I built it wrong
Everybody stayed and somehow was gone
Looked in the mirror saw my father’s eyes
And a tired young man too worn to cry
I was a feral boy Raised by noise
By empty bottles and slammed front doors
I learned to bend so I wouldn’t break
But hell bent enough and you sold my cave
Duck and weave till there’s nothing left
Give your whole heart till there’s no damn breath
Now I’m standing here tryna fill this void
A broken man from a feral boy