Hiding Out

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 --- [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 --- [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 --- [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 --- [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 --- [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 --- [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