Shadows
Yelawolf feat. Joshua Hedley Lyrics
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From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
The flask full of moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
One of them says Savage, the other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
Especially when
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
The song "Shadows" by Yelawolf Joshua Hedley is a haunting and introspective track that explores the lasting impact of childhood memories and experiences. The lyrics speak to the idea that the things that once scared and haunted us in our youth can become the very things that define us later in life. The imagery in the song is vivid and chilling. The mention of misty swamps, crackling paint, and heroin needles passes speaks to a world of darkness and decay. The singer is surrounded by bad influences and fraught with danger, but has somehow managed to survive and become an even darker version of himself.
The phrase "memories of shadows haunt me" is repeated throughout the song, and serves as a haunting reminder of the past. The lyrics are filled with vivid descriptions of the sights, smells, and sounds of the singer's surroundings, all of which contribute to the overall sense of dread and unease that permeates the track. The song ends with the repeated refrain of "bloody bone gon' get you," a sort of twisted warning to anyone who might find themselves in the singer's world.
Overall, "Shadows" is a deeply introspective and haunting song that paints a vivid picture of a world filled with darkness, danger, and decay. The lyrics are both poetic and raw, and the melody and instrumentation serve to drive home the sense of unease and foreboding that runs throughout the track.
Line by Line Meaning
Memories of shadows haunt me
I am haunted by memories of things that used to scare me
From the years when I was young
These memories are from my childhood
Things that used to terrify me
These memories are of things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Now those things that once terrified me, have become who I am
There's a dark moon in the clouds
The moon is covered by dark clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
There is misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
Crickets are making noise outside my window
The water it thumps in the bathroom sink down the hall
The water in the sink down the hall makes a thumping noise
The lights flicker sometimes
The lights flicker from time to time
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
The wind is howling and the dogs are growling deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
The only thing running is a passing car on the distant road
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I have nightmares in my sleep and the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
I see a ghost in a red cloak and the shadows are forming shapes
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
I hear the sound of a faint voice that is full of hate and lost
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the grim reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Limbs are tapping on my window like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
There are tales of goblins and fairies and a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
A murderer has escaped and I am disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
There is an old man on the porch, laughing quietly with an evil intent
Surrounded by demons
I am surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
I am an angel and the demons all want me
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
There are cigarette butts and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The smell of alcohol is rising up from broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
There are crowds of people in black leather, with the heat from the engines present
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
There are motorcycles and goons, bearded men, and loud women present
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
There is crackling paint and an old shack with a swinging light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
There are heroin needles being passed around in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
Ozzy and Black Sabbath are playing on vinyl that is skipping
From the fight in the kitchen
This is from a fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
There is blood that is screaming and kicking
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
Smoke is filling up the sky and there is gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The mattress is burning and I hear popping and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
There is a rain-soaked teddy bear that is too heavy for me to lift
The flask full of moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
There is a flask full of moonshine, and I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
There is a Halloween pumpkin candle lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
The Grandfather clock has a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
I am surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and junkies
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
I put on my leather jacket, which has biker patches on it
One of them says Savage, the other one Black Sabbath
One of the patches says Savage and the other one says Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
I am heavily tattooed, with barely any skin left uncovered
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
I am whiskey bent after midnight and I always play with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
There are bullet shells in my yard and a loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
I run the roads like a wolf throughout the entire Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
I wear rattlesnake skin boots and ride a chopper with my toes up
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
50 Harleys are behind me and they are all ready to kill
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
I am drunk in front of my sons and daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
I spit, cuss, and yell, it's like a one-sided conversation
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
I always come out on top, no matter what
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
There is no middle ground in my life, I am either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
I am committed to my convictions, even if it means committing crimes with others who give up
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
I am connected to the religion of sinners
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
I am sending a prayer to God as I exhale smoke from a meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
The ripples reflected in puddles echo into the next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
I am standing here like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
I am like a seed that fell off a poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
I have become my own nightmare, but now I find it charming
Bloody bone gon' get you
Beware, the bloody bone will get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
You are not safe from the bloody bone
Bloody bone gon' get you
The bloody bone will catch up to you eventually
Bloody bone gon' get you
Watch out for the bloody bone
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment
Written by: Michael Wayne Atha
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@AdamSurvivingAmerica
Yelawolf Shadows (feat. Joshua Hedley)
Memories of shadow's haunt me,
From the years when I was young,
Things that used to terrify me,
Are the things, That I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds,
Misty fog in the swamp,
Crickets chirpping outside my window; the water it thumps,
In the bathroom sink down the hall,
The lights flicker sometimes,
The wind is howling-
The dogs are growling way deep in the pines,
A passing car on the distant road, The only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, The Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak,
The shadows are taking shape,
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate,
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the Reaper,
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature,
Tales of goblins and fairies,
A sacrifice on the prairie,
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary,
Lightning strikes on the hill,
Illuminating the cabin,
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing,
surrounded by demons,
I'm an angel and they all want me,
And to this day,
Memories of shadow's haunt me,
From the years when I was young,
Things that used to terrify me,
Are the things, That I've become,
Cigarette butts, and oil stains on the dying grass,
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, The heat from the engines,
Motorcycles and Goons, Bearded men and loud women,
The crackling paint, The old shack with the swinging light,
The Heroin needles passing, Open in plain sight,
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, The vinyl is skipping,
From the fight in the kitchen,
Blood screaming and kicking,
Smoke fills up the sky, Gasoline on the trash heap,
The mattress is burning, I hear it popping and snapping,
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it,
The flask for the moonshine, I watch as they all sip it,
The Halloween pumpkin candle lit with a Pentagram,
The Grandfather Clock, with a broken minute hand,
Surrounded by thieves, killers,
Thugs and some junkies,
And to this day,
Memories of shadow's haunt me,
From the years when I was young,
Things that used to terrify me,
Are the things, That I've become,
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches,
One of them says savage, The other one Black Sabbath,
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve,
I'm always playing with death,
Bullet shells in my yard, Loaded gun on the shelf,
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt,
Rattlesnake skin boots, Toes up on the chopper,
Fifty Harleys behind me, They all ready to slaughter,
Drunk in front of my sons,
Drunk in front of my daughter,
Spit, cuss, and I yell,
It's like a one-sided quarter,
'Cause I'm only heads up. no matter which way you flip it,
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted,
Committed to my convictions,
Committed crimes with the quitters,
Connected to my religion, The religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to god,
Exhaling smoke off the Meth pipe,
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life,
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire,
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower,
Became my own nightmare,
But now I think it's charming,
Especially when,
Memories of shadow's haunt me,
From the years when I was young,
Things that used to terrify me,
Are the things, That I've become
@HADANJQHATGHAGKMBQHAWI
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day ...
[Hook: Joshua Hedley]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
The flask for the moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
And to this day ...
[Hook: Joshua Hedley]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
One of them says savage, the other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
Especially when ...
[Hook: Joshua Hedley]
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
[Outro: McCrary Sisters]
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
@davidariegel4326
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
The flask full of moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
One of them says Savage, the other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
Especially when
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
@cryptothereum329
Lyrics
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
There's a dark moon in the clouds
Misty fog in the swamp
Crickets chirpin' outside my window
The water it thumps in the bathroom sink down the hall
The lights flicker sometimes
The wind is howling, the dogs are growling way deep in the pines
A passin' car on the distant road, the only thing running
Nightmares in my sleep, the Sandman is coming
I see the ghost in the red cloak, the shadows are taking shape
The sound of a faint voice, lost and full of hate
Dry leaves crumble under the feet of the reaper
The limbs tap on my window, like the nails of a creature
Tales of goblins and fairies, a sacrifice on the prairie
A murderer that escaped, I'm disillusioned and weary
Lightning strikes on the hill, illuminating the cabin
The old man on the porch, evil and quietly laughing
Surrounded by demons
I'm an angel and they all want me
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Cigarette buds, and oil stains on the dying grass
The smell of the liquor, rising up from the broken glass
The crowds of black leather, the heat from the engines
Motorcycles and goons, bearded men and loud women
The cracklin' paint, the old shack with the swingin' light
The heroin needles passin', open in plain sight
Ozzy and Black Sabbath, the vinyl is skippin'
From the fight in the kitchen
Blood screamin' and kickin'
Smoke fills up the sky, gasoline on the trash heap
The mattress is burnin', I hear it poppin' and snapping
The rain soaked teddy bear, so heavy I can't lift it
The flask full of moonshine, I watch as they all sip it
The Halloween pumpkin candle, lit with a Pentagram
The Grandfather clock, with a broken minute hand
Surrounded by thieves, killers, thugs and some junkies
And to this day
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
One of them says Savage, the other one Black Sabbath
Heavily tatted, barely any skin left,
Whiskey bent after twelve, I'm always playing with death
Bullet shells in my yard, loaded gun on the shelf
Run the roads like a wolf, through the whole Bible Belt
Rattlesnake skin boots, toes up on the chopper
Fifty Harleys behind me, they all ready to slaughter
Drunk in front of my sons, drunk in front of my daughter
Spit, cuss, and I yell, it's like a one-sided quarter
'Cause I'm only heads up, no matter which way you flip it
No brake lights in my life, I'm either rich or evicted
Committed to my convictions, committed crimes with the quitters
Connected to my religion, the religion of sinners,
Send a prayer to God, exhaling smoke off the meth pipe
Like puddles reflecting the ripples echo to next life
So here I am standing just like the ashes that fell from the fire
A seed that fell off that poisonous and forgotten flower
Became my own nightmare, but now I think it's charming
Especially when
Memories of shadows haunt me
From the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
Bloody bone gon' get you
@MrBetsinger
Johnny Cash meets Hip Hop
@McHighler
yo that was a good relation.
@AjdinLovic
Did you hear Johnny Cash? One of my favorite Yela songs.
@Mistakia
SAME HERE LOVE IT!!
@kopf3317
So you have to check out the lyrics on my channel ;)
@MrBetsinger
+hyperlyrics I'll have to pass my dude
@MitsuM
I honestly think Yelawolf needs a lot more attention. There's a good reason Eminem noticed him; because he's a damn good rapper. I think he's pretty underrated.
@PrincessLockette
MitsuM He's also vry similar to Eminem in many ways
@kareemlyons3761
Very
@Lee-rt6tx
He’s an artist. Rapper is putting him in a bubble.