Lyrics

[Hook – Sung Country Style]
Hidin’ out, can’t let ‘em see
The war ain't over just 'cause I'm free
Smile on my face, but inside I bleed
Tryna bury the pain where no one can read
Keep on runnin’, yeah, I stay on the move
Workin’ and lovin’, got nothin’ to prove
But late at night, when the world goes black
A piece of me still ain't made it back


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[Verse 1 – Rap]
Fresh out the boots, back on the block
No more sand, but I’m still on watch
Mind don’t sleep, man, it tick like a Glock
PTSD got me feelin' like I'm locked

Stackin' them jobs, keepin’ busy all day
Gotta keep movin’, or I’ll drift away
Say I’m fine, but I’m lyin’, okay?
I don’t talk 'bout the war—I just pray

Got a girl, got a truck, got a dog in the yard
But the smile I wear’s like a deck of cards
Fallin' apart when I’m off my guard
Man, healing like this? It’s hella hard


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[Hook – Sung Country Style]
Hidin’ out, can’t let ‘em see
The war ain't over just 'cause I'm free
Smile on my face, but inside I bleed
Tryna bury the pain where no one can read
Keep on runnin’, yeah, I stay on the move
Workin’ and lovin’, got nothin’ to prove
But late at night, when the world goes black
A piece of me still ain't made it back


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[Verse 2 – Rap]
Validation in the arms of a stranger
Thinkin’ love might save me from the danger
But I ghost when it gets too deep
Heart on lock, soul don't sleep

Tryna be strong, but I’m breakin’ inside
Still hear shots in the back of my mind
They thank me for service, yeah, they’re polite
But no one knows what I fight every night

Therapy calls, but I hit decline
Ain’t got time—man, I’m doin’ just fine
Truth is, I’m scared to rewind
So I drown it in hustle and overtime


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[Hook – Sung Country Style]
Hidin’ out, can’t let ‘em see
The war ain't over just 'cause I'm free
Smile on my face, but inside I bleed
Tryna bury the pain where no one can read
Keep on runnin’, yeah, I stay on the move
Workin’ and lovin’, got nothin’ to prove
But late at night, when the world goes black
A piece of me still ain't made it back


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[Bridge – Slow Country Breakdown]
A hero on paper, but I feel like a ghost
A shell of the man they used to toast
A toast to the brave, but they don’t know
Sometimes the hardest war’s here at home


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[Final Hook – Emotional Delivery]
Hidin’ out, can’t let ‘em see
The war ain't over just 'cause I'm free
Tryna smile, but I still bleed
Prayin' someday I’ll finally be me
Keep on runnin’, keep on the grind
But I ain't leavin’ that boy behind
One day I’ll face what I can’t outrun
And maybe that war can finally be done