Hush
Hellyeah Hellyeah Lyrics


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You pray for quiet,
Inside your head the screams won’t silence
I remember those days
The terror past our home, the fear that’s in your bones,
It just won’t go away, no.

The strangle holds, the insulting names,
The wound up shirt around his fist, the nose to nose beer stinking breath.
Thrown down onto the floor, so battered, bruised and sore
Choke down on the truth of it, and touch it until you break your neck

Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised,
This hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay.
The hush is all I need, to hush the misery
The hush that belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
Just be still and pray, and let the noise just fade away.

Retain to violence
Atop your heart like a secret closet,
So no one can penetrate
You just can’t stand the touch, affection weighs too much,
You push everyone away from

The reckoning! The bitter stings,
Whipped so bad I pissed myself still with a beating stub held belt
If this reminds you of home, you better know you’re not alone
Hold the gun up to my head, I'll pull the trigger on myself!

Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised,
This hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay.
The hush is all I need, to hush the misery
The hush that belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
Just be still and pray

These are the memories. In me
You didn’t want to know! You didn’t want to know!
These are the memories we keep
We don’t want to show! We don’t want to show!
By now you need to know, (You’re not alone)

Hush is all I need, hush the misery
Hush belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised,
This hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay
The hush is all I need, to hush the misery




The hush that belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
Just be still and pray and let the noise just fade away

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Hellyeah's "Hush" tell a story of a person who is haunted by their past and the memories of abuse and violence they have experienced. The first verse describes the internal struggle of the person trying to silence the screams they hear in their head, while the second verse gives a more detailed account of the physical abuse they have suffered. The chorus speaks to the need for quiet and stillness, the hush that belongs to the person and the only way to escape the misery of their past.


The song speaks to the larger issue of domestic violence and the psychological and emotional scars it can leave on a person. The memories of abuse and violence can be overwhelming and difficult to overcome, and the song conveys the message that it is important to find a safe space and to seek help to heal from the trauma.


The repetition of the line "Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised, this hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay" speaks to the idea that the person feels trapped and unable to escape their past. The final line of the song, "Just be still and pray and let the noise just fade away," is a powerful call to allow oneself to find peace and quiet amidst the chaos and pain of the past.


Overall, the song is a powerful and emotional reflection on the lasting impact of abuse and the importance of finding a safe space to heal and move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

You pray for quiet,
You long for peace and calmness in your mind.


Inside your head the screams won’t silence
The internal turmoil and chaos do not subside.


I remember those days
The memories of the past are still vivid.


The terror past our home, the fear that’s in your bones,
Fear and dread have embedded deep within you due to past traumatic events.


It just won’t go away, no.
The pain and anguish seem to persist and cannot be easily overcome.


The strangle holds, the insulting names,
Being subjected to physical violence and verbal abuse on a regular basis.


The wound up shirt around his fist, the nose to nose beer stinking breath.
The vivid memories of the abuser's physical abuse and foul breath still haunt and terrify.


Thrown down onto the floor, so battered, bruised and sore
The physical abuse was severe and left one injured and hurt.


Choke down on the truth of it, and touch it until you break your neck
Confronting and facing the harsh reality of the past is difficult and painful, but it must be done.


Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised,
The environment of abuse and trauma was all-encompassing since childhood.


This hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay.
Cannot seem to escape the traumatic past and its long-lasting effects.


The hush is all I need, to hush the misery
Peace and quiet are necessary to alleviate the pain and suffering.


The hush that belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
The stillness and calmness are similar to the tranquility found in dreams.


Just be still and pray, and let the noise just fade away.
Simply being calm and peaceful and letting the disturbing memories fade away is one way to cope.


Retain to violence
Holding onto violent tendencies and aggression due to the long-lasting effects of abuse.


Atop your heart like a secret closet,
The violence and aggression are kept hidden deep inside, like a secret.


So no one can penetrate
Afraid to let anyone get too close to avoid revealing the violent tendencies.


You just can’t stand the touch, affection weighs too much,
Receiving love and affection is difficult due to the past trauma and fear of vulnerability.


You push everyone away from
The fear of getting hurt again causes one to distance themselves from others.


The reckoning! The bitter stings,
The traumatic memories still linger and sting with bitterness.


Whipped so bad I pissed myself still with a beating stub held belt
The physical abuse was so severe that it left one incontinent.


If this reminds you of home, you better know you’re not alone
Others who have experienced similar abuse and trauma can relate and connect with one's experiences.


Hold the gun up to my head, I'll pull the trigger on myself!
The pain and suffering seem too overwhelming, and one may consider suicide as an option to escape.


These are the memories. In me
The past traumatic memories are still very much present and affecting one's present state of mind.


You didn’t want to know! You didn’t want to know!
The past is too painful to share and difficult for others to understand fully.


These are the memories we keep
The traumatic experiences are kept inside as a way of coping and self-protection.


We don’t want to show! We don’t want to show!
The fear of vulnerability and fear of being hurt again prevents one from revealing their traumatic past.


By now you need to know, (You’re not alone)
The message to others who have experienced similar abuse and trauma - you are not alone and others can relate and understand.


Hush is all I need, hush the misery
Peace and quiet are necessary to alleviate the pain and suffering.


Hush belongs to me, like the hush inside of dreams
The calmness and stillness are reminiscent of the tranquility found in dreams.


Hell’s where I was born! Hell’s where I was raised,
The environment of abuse and trauma was all-encompassing since childhood.


This hell is where I’m from and this hell is where I’ll stay
The traumatic past seems to have a long-lasting effect and cannot be easily overcome.


Just be still and pray and let the noise just fade away.
Being calm and peaceful and letting the disturbing memories fade away is one way to cope.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., CADIUM MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: CHAD GRAY, KEVIN CHURKO, TOM MAXWELL, VINNIE PAUL

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Dzeni D.

You pray for quiet,
Inside your head the screams won't silence;
I remember those days...
The terror that's the home;
The fear that's in your bones,
It just won't go away...
No...

The strangle holds, the insulting names,
The wound up shirt around his fist;
The nose to nose, beer-stinking breath.
Thrown down onto the floor,
So battered, bruised and sore
Thrown down onto the bed,
And thrash until you break your neck

Hell's where I was born! Hell's where I was raised,
This hell is where I'm from and this hell is where I'll stay.
The hush is all I need to hush the misery;
The hush that belongs to me, like the hush inside a dream
Just be still and pray
And let the noise just fade away.

Retain to violence;
Locks up your heart like a secret closet,
So no one can penetrate...
You just can't stand the touch;
Affection weighs too much,
You push everyone away
From...

The reckoning,
The venom stings,
Whipped so bad I pissed myself;
Still wear the beatings from that belt
If this reminds you of home,
You better know you're not alone
Hold the gun up to my head,
I'll pull the trigger on myself!

Hell's where I was born! Hell's where I was raised,
This hell is where I'm from and this hell is where I'll stay.
The hush is all I need to hush the misery;
The hush that belongs to me,
Like the hush inside a dream
Just be still and pray

These are the memories in me
You didn't wanna know!
You didn't wanna know!
These are the memories we keep
We don't wanna show!
We don't wanna show!
But now at least you know, you're not alone

Hush is all I need, hush the misery;
Hush belongs to me, like the hush inside a dream
Hell's where I was born! Hell's where I was raised,
This hell is where I'm from and this hell is where I'll stay
The hush is all I need to hush the misery;
The hush that belongs to me,
Like the hush inside a dream
Just be still and pray...
And let the noise just fade away...



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Pink

Never had a song hit home so much like this one does. Took years of therapy to crawl out of that hole. I now have a 6 year old daughter that is my world. Since I didn't have a childhood I'll live it through hers.

plennon3574

Same situation here. I never gave my father the opportunity to meet my daughter. She's now 7. He has taught me how not to raise a child.

Liquid Asylum

just remember your not the only one, wish I could offer any kind of advice brother, only thing I know to say is report them, call someone, tell someone, let it be known

Baz Bowski

thanks for sharing brother. I wish you and your family well ;-)

Mr. Ybarra

God bless

Anthony Salas

Thanks for sharing! This is why the metal community is the strongest!

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KCX Design

I'm not a crier, but I can't get through this without tears, it always happens at that lyric, "If this reminds you of home, you better know you're not alone." Thanks, guys...even after 30 years the weight of my childhood affects in me some pretty profound ways- some of which other people notice, and some I've gotten really good at hiding. It's kind of a sick pathetic comfort that someone else carries this kind of weight...that it's not just me.

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