Gideon - Calloused

Текст песни

Here I am, facedown
The self-doubt starts to rise
Like the burning sun when I open my eyes
I’m in the eye of the storm (the storm), but I’ll push forward
Walking the hard mile wearing a smile
Shackled no more by insecurities
I broke out of the cell
Unchained my mind and swallowed my doubt into the blackness of hell
I’ve grown to love the pain
I’ve grown to love the pain
Calloused, cold, out of control
Hardened by torment and trial, we break the mold
Calloused and cold, not afraid to fail
Life’s not a bed of roses, it’s a bed of nails (It's a bed of nails)
Bed of nails
I got air in my lungs and my heart is still beating
Bed of nails
I’m not afraid to fail
Always wounded winded beaten and bruised (Beaten and bruised)
Dazed and confused but I’m still standing
This is my legacy and I refuse to be a product of fear
Calloused, cold, out of control
Calloused and cold, not afraid to fail
Life’s not a bed of roses, it’s a bed of nails (It's a bed of nails)
Bed of nails
I got air in my lungs and my heart is still beating
Bed of nails
I’m not afraid to fail
Calloused, cold, out of control
These are the times that try at a lesser man’s soul
Calloused, cold, out of control
Hardened by torment and trial, we break the mold
Calloused, cold, out of control
Calloused, cold, out of control
We break the mold