Untamed - JT Music

Old lands beckoning you home

Take back everything you own

(Old lands beckoning you home)

(take back everything you own)

I’m traveling back to Kyrat

To scatter the ashes I’ve brought

Or at least, that’s what I thought

Lost in the jungle, they left me to rot

It was right into a trap that I walked

Yep, up her, that happens a lot

The Golden Path has got your back

So gather your wits and grab a gun

Caught up in this Civil War shit

Now I’m a character of importance

Stand upon mountains and cutting through forests

Guess I’m more than a conventional tourist

I came face-to-face

With Pagan Min, and I hated him

But he’s got another thing coming

If he really thinks he can cage me in

I’m Back

Here to take my old life back

Free the people of Kyrat

Got the mall watching my back

And if I die, i’ll die last!

I don’t know where i’ll end up (end up)

But I know where I started (started)

Diving back into chaos (chaos)

Remember the departed (parted)

In a land where good friends

Are getting harder to come by (come by)

People call me a hero (hero)

But I call that a FarCry

Old lands beckoning you home

Take back everything you own

(Old lands beckoning you home)

(take back everything you own)

I’ll be kicking your doors down

Cuz I’m not one for patience

Even though it’s a war zone (ugh)

I still call it vacation (damn)

Cuz I’m quite the survivalist

Running in, gun’s blazin'

I’m Himalayan, it’s in my blood

So if you got stakes, let me raise them!

I’m quite the adrenaline junkie

All the chaos is getting me hungry

Grab a wing suit and then go jumping

Anyway to get the adrenaline pumping

Stand down Crocodile Dundee

I am the hunter of whatever hunts me

So don’t front me or i’ll shove these

Elephant tusks up in between your

Butt cheeks!!!

think I won’t?

Then just watch me

Not a grizzly could stop me

Sorry Pagan, your not king

Now that I’m here, nothing tops me!

I don’t know where i’ll end up (end up)

But I know where I started (started)

Diving back into chaos (chaos)

Remember the departed (parted)

In a land where good friends

Are getting harder to come by (come by)

People call me a hero (hero)

But I call that a FarCry

You think you can hold me down?

Well not today

You don’t wanna chase me, son

Cuz I cut your brakes

Thanks for the minivan

Now i’ll be taking a ride

Let me crank up the radio

Ok, I’m changing my mind

Old lands beckoning you home

Take back everything you own

(Old lands beckoning you home)

(take back everything you own)

I don’t know where i’ll end up (end up)

But I know where I started (started)

Diving back into chaos (chaos)

Remember the departed (parted)

In a land where good friends

Are getting harder to come by (come by)

People call me a hero (hero)

But I call that a FarCry

(People call me a hero, but I call that a FarCry)

(People call me a hero, but I call that a FarCry)

(People call me a hero, but I call that a FarCry)

(People call me a hero…)