Wrong Kind of Seen Lyrics — R.J. Sloane

Wrong Kind of Seen is a raw outlaw country journey from the blinding arena lights to the quiet truth of a starlit roadside. Featuring a driving rhythm and a vulnerable, gravelly vocal, it's a song for anyone who has realized that being famous isn't the same as being found.

VERSE 1

Rig packed before dawn
Open road taunts me
Arena lights lie
With her promise of fame and glory
Always just outta reach
Not a buckle to my name
Never quite good enough
For more than a cheer
And some pain

CHORUS

No roar can drown
The shouts crowding my head
I should just stop
This dream is all but dead
Nothing I hoped for
Did I ever find
Just emptiness to last a lifetime
Nothing in me ever believes
Always been chasing the wrong kind of seen

VERSE 2

Landed on my ass
Chewing dust again
Stubborn pride kept me alive long
Text from my gal — she's moving on
Wind knocked outta me
Gut locked up tight
Rodeo called my bluff
Time to fold my cards
Head hung low
Point the truck toward home

CHORUS

No roar can drown
The shouts crowding my head
I should just stop
This dream is all but dead
Nothing I hoped for
Did I ever find
Just emptiness to last a lifetime
Nothing in me ever believes
Always been chasing the wrong kind of seen

BRIDGE

Stop outside a rathole town
Staring up at the sky
Million glass shards
Don't care if they're seen
Cuts me deep
They make their mark
With nobody looking up
Someone hung them there
Maybe I'm—
Chasing the wrong kind of seen

CHORUS

No roar can drown
The shouts crowding my head
I should just stop
This dream is all but dead
Nothing I hoped for
Did I ever find
Just emptiness to last a lifetime
Nothing in me ever believes
Always been chasing the wrong kind of seen

OUTRO

Hung my rigging in the barn
Something changed inside
Glance up at those stars

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