Listen Close, Kid - explicit
By TitanChord · Dark Americana
Lyrics
I’m old as hell now… So shut up a second and listen, kid… I was you…
You’re out there thinkin’ money’s the win Chasin’ respect from a world full of shit Sayin’ “I’ll make it, just give me time” While you’re slowly tradin’ your whole damn life
You work like hell, wear it like pride Tell yourself pain means you’re doin’ it right But I know that road, I ran it fast — Didn’t see how much I’d lose in the past
You keep sayin’ “one more year, then I’m good…” That’s the biggest lie I ever understood
Listen, kid — don’t fuck it up like me Don’t sell your soul for what you can’t keep I had the money, the house, the name Still woke up feelin’ the same damn pain
All that grind, all that pride Left the best parts of me behind If I could reach back through all I did — I’d grab you hard and say “don’t, kid”
You got a girl who believes you’re gold But you’ll trade her love for a story you’re sold Sayin’ “just a little more, then I’m done” That “little more” turns into no one
You’ll miss her laugh, you’ll miss her touch ‘Cause you were busy chasin’ too damn much And one night you’ll walk through your own front door And feel like you don’t belong no more
You’ll say “I’ll fix it”… yeah, I said that too But some things don’t wait around for you
Listen, kid — don’t fuck it up like me Don’t waste your life on a maybe dream I built it high, I built it strong Still ended up right here alone
All that time you think you own Turns to dust when you’re on your own If I could reach back through all I did — I’d drag you back and say “don’t, kid”
Now I sit where the road runs out No more noise, no more crowd Got things I bought, got things I earned… But not the things that matter, learned
Listen — You don’t gotta be broke, don’t gotta be small Just don’t give your whole damn self to it all Leave room for love, leave room for breath ‘Cause time don’t knock — it just takes what’s left
Listen, kid — hear me now Don’t end up here wonderin’ how You built it all but lost your soul Tryin’ to fill some empty hole
All that money won’t hold your hand Won’t give a damn who you were back then When it’s all said, when it all gives in — It’s who you loved… not what you win
I’m old as hell now… And I’d burn it all… just to be you again…
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About this song
dark americana, epic western rock, percussive acoustic guitar, stomp c
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