Yelawolf, Joshua Hedley - Shadows lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf, Joshua Hedley - Shadows lyrics]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the
Bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling
The dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road
The only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak
The shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice
Lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the
Feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window
Like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies
A sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped
I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill
Illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch
Evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Cigarette buds
And oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor
Rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather
The heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons
Bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint
The old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin'
Open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky
Gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin'
I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear
So heavy I can't lift it
The flask for the moonshine
I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle
Lit with a Pentagram the Grandfather clock
With a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers
Thugs and some junkies and to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket
A collection of biker patches
One of them says savage
The other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left
Whiskey bent after twelve
I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard
Loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf
Through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots
Toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me
They all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons
Drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell
It's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause, I'm only heads up
No matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life
I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions
Committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion
The religion of sinners
Send a prayer to God
Exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples
Echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the
Ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that
Poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare
But now I think it's charming
Especially when
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the
Bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling
The dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road
The only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak
The shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice
Lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the
Feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window
Like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies
A sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped
I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill
Illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch
Evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Cigarette buds
And oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor
Rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather
The heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons
Bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint
The old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin'
Open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky
Gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin'
I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear
So heavy I can't lift it
The flask for the moonshine
I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle
Lit with a Pentagram the Grandfather clock
With a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers
Thugs and some junkies and to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket
A collection of biker patches
One of them says savage
The other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left
Whiskey bent after twelve
I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard
Loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf
Through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots
Toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me
They all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons
Drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell
It's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause, I'm only heads up
No matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life
I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions
Committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion
The religion of sinners
Send a prayer to God
Exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples
Echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the
Ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that
Poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare
But now I think it's charming
Especially when
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you