I grew up hiding with my mother
Always running from my father
Searching for a place to stay
All them nights spent in the cold

Momma said it's not our fault
But I think that broke my brother's soul
I locked my demons deep inside
I'm so afraid to lose my mind

I was always the quiet one
But yet I'm still my father's son
I was always the quiet one
And I'm what's left of a broken man