The House That Never Slept.

Verse 1

That house had a heartbeat..

made of footsteps creekin’ in the hall..

Every whisper felt like thunder..

every shadow stood too damn tall.

I was just a kid..

counting cracks across the ceiling..

Trying not to breathe too loud..

trying not to show the fear of feeling.

I was just a kid..

wanting a hand of kindness..

but all I ever got was blame..

a child lost amongst the shadows..

in a house filled with hateful shame.

Pre-Chorus

Silence wasn’t quiet… it was just waiting to explode…

The temper of the darkness..

waiting patiently to be fully shown..

Verse 2

Doors slammed over and over..

like warnings..

like storms that never pass.

Love was just a rumor..

something that never happened..

something buried in the distant past.

I learned early how to listen..

for the danger weave through the air..

How to hide deep within myself..

like I was truly never even there.

Chorus

In the house that never slept..

Where the nights were always long..

Where the walls would shake with secrets..

Where a boy learned to be a man, and strong!

I grew up in the darkness..

Where the truth was never told..

I was forced to carry every echo..

From the house that was super cold.

No thought of a family..

Just drugs, anger, and booze..

and the only one who truly paid the price..

I was born just to feel the pain of a bruise…………

Verse 3

I remember every morning..

It felt colder than the last..

Breakfast was hardly comfort..

it was just a chore and a task.

I kept my dreams hidden in the corners..

where the yelling just couldn’t reach..

And learned survival from the lessons..

no one even meant to teach..

The house it was absolutely haunted..

with pure darkness and fear..

And with no where to escape..

I endured it for many years.

Bridge

I still hear it sometimes.. that restless, haunted sound.

Like the ghosts of all those nights..still pacing around the ground. But I’m not that scared little kid.. hiding under all the noise, I’m now the man who built a life.. from a house that bruised a little boy.

Final Chorus

In the house that never slept..

Where the nights were always long..

Where the walls would shake with secrets..

Where shadows roamed the walls.

Lit up glass & the smell of beer..

Thick within the air..

I was just a little boy..

Who learned to cower in the fear.

But I walked up out of that darkness..

With my heartbeat still a wreck..

But I rose above those echoes..

From the house that never slept!!