Some Nights I Lose the Fight Sinner @the___sinner Some mornings I wake up already tired, like I never really slept at all. Coffee tastes like yesterday's regrets. Boots feel heavy by the wall. I keep telling myself I'm getting better, but mirrors don't lie worth a damn. There's a war that never leaves my head, and I'm just a tired man. I've learned
HOLD ON TO ME SINNER. There were nights I lost myself, 'Cause I'd ask God for help, Too proud to let somebody new, To try to have to feel. And you walked into my storm, Took these shaking hands in yours, Never asked me to pretend, Never tried to fix what's bent. I got bruises you can't see, Old hurts still chasing me, Some days breathing feels enou
Hell already had a swing at you. Don't you hand it a second one. You walked out of rooms with no light and no backup. Don't you lie down now with the door half open. No convoy, no spare key, no soft landing. You took the hit and turned it into a map. Most folks look straight through you. I see the whole fight. I sat in that same dead truck with the
I ain't bowing down, I ain't breaking now. I got dirt on my boots and blood on my brow. Let the whole damn town turn against my name. I didn't come this far just to live a shame. You can slam your doors, you can turn away. I'll make my own road, I'll make my own way. When the last light fades and the night gets cold, I'll still be standing like a m
Y'all better WATCH those people, that BOUNCE BACK from EVERYTHING that was meant to DESTROY them. Those are GOD'S people, & they're NOT to be PLAYED WITH!
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