Outlaw Circuit - Don’t Apologize to Ghosts

Описание: A dark country anthem about survival, scars, and refusing to kneel to your past.
This one’s for anyone who walked through fire and came out stronger.

Turn it up. Feel the drop. Let the ghosts fade.

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🎵 Lyrics

Verse 1
I walked through fire in secondhand boots,
Blood on the gravel, truth in the roots,
Paid every debt that the devil wrote down,
Buried my shame on the edge of this town.

They say, “Son, you should bow your head low,”
Beg for forgiveness from things long ago,
But I fed those wolves, I broke those chains,
I learned my lessons from scars and rain.

Pre-Chorus
The past ain’t a courtroom,
Ain’t no judge on a throne—
It’s a cold empty bar
Where you drink alone.

Chorus
Don’t apologize to ghosts in the night,
They don’t bleed, they don’t fight.
They fade when the daylight shows.
Don’t kneel to the man you used to be—
He ain’t who you are, he ain’t me.
Let the old wind blow.
I won’t say sorry for surviving hell—
If it made me strong, then I wish it well.

Verse 2
I broke some hearts like a rusted blade,
Burned some bridges I never remade,
But every wrong turn carved my name
Deep in the dirt of a different flame.

You can’t rewrite what’s carved in stone,
Can’t out-run what you’ve overthrown,
But you can stand where the lightning struck
And call it grit instead of bad luck.

Pre-Chorus
The mirror don’t lie,
But it don’t condemn—
It shows you survived
What buried them.

Chorus
Don’t apologize to ghosts in the night,
They don’t bleed, they don’t fight.
They fade when the daylight shows.
Don’t kneel to the man you used to be—
He ain’t who you are, he ain’t me.
Let the old wind blow.
I won’t say sorry for surviving hell—
If it made me strong, then I wish it well.

Bridge
I’ve got dirt on my hands,
But they built this life.
Got smoke in my lungs,
But I breathe it right.
You can chain yourself to yesterday—
Or cut it loose and walk away.

Final Chorus
Don’t apologize to ghosts in the night,
Let ’em vanish in morning light.
They ain’t coming home.
Stand tall where the wild winds be—
The past don’t own your destiny.
It just made you stone.
I won’t say sorry for every scar—
They’re proof I lived, they’re who we are.

Outro
No regrets in these veins tonight…
Just fire under fading light.