Lyrics
Funny thing about names… You don’t know what they’re worth… Till someone else spends ‘em.
I heard it in a whisper, Didn’t sound like truth But lies got a way of walkin’… When they’re wearin’ your boots
Your voice through a third man, Didn’t say it clean But I know the taste of betrayal… And where it’s been
You didn’t say it loud, Didn’t need the flame Just passed it ‘cross the table… Like a quiet trade
Then you sold my name… Like it meant nothin’ Every scar, every night… Every road we was runnin’
No gun, no fight, No blood to blame Just a price on my back… And you sign your name
We built this from silence, From dirt and from pain From nights no one saw us… Standin’ in the rain
Now they speak like they know me, Like they earned my past But the only reason they’re breathin’… Is ‘cause I didn’t ask
You don’t break a man, With a fist or flame You just give the wolves… His given name
Then you sold my name… To the highest doubt Every secret I carried… Now they pass it around
No blade, no war, No face to blame Just a ghost of a man… Wearin’ my name
What’d they give you for it… Was it worth that price? A little more power… A little more life?
Or did you just need it… To feel like a king? ‘Cause some men build empires… Some sell everything
You didn’t betray me…
You erased me.
Then you sold my name… And I felt it burn Not in fire or bullets… But the point of no return
Now there ain’t no us, Ain’t no reclaim Just a man I don’t know… Carryin’ my name
Funny thing about names…
They don’t come back the same.
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About this song
Dark Cinematic Blues Rock with a slow-building tension, around 70–80 B
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