(Verse 1) These four white walls and this metal frame Ain't exactly the life that I thought I'd claim The wheels on this chair don't roll like they used to do But my mind wanders back down a road of bruised-up truth Born in a skin that didn't fit right Fought for my name in the dead of the night They threw their stones and they left their scars But they couldn't reach in and break my heart (Chorus) I've weathered the storms in a world so cold Paid a heavy price just to break the mold They tried to beat the spirit right out of me But a soul bound in truth is forever free I might be confined to this hospital bed But I'm proud of the life and the road that I tread I'm still standing tall on the inside now And they never could force this head to bow (Verse 2) I remember the whispers, the slamming doors The way that they made me feel less than yours A heavy hand and a bitter, angry tongue Takes a toll on a heart when it's fragile and young Living my truth took a whole lot of grit Through the darkest of valleys, I didn't quit Now this body is tired and the miles are long But there's still a fire in this country song (Chorus) I've weathered the storms in a world so cold Paid a heavy price just to break the mold They tried to beat the spirit right out of me But a soul bound in truth is forever free I might be confined to this hospital bed But I'm proud of the life and the road that I tread I'm still standing tall on the inside now And they never could force this head to bow (Bridge) Sometimes I look at the lines on my face Every tear that I cried for a little grace The love that they promised but never gave Became a badge of honor for being brave I'm wheeled to the window to watch the sun And I know in my heart that the battle is won (Guitar Solo) (Chorus) 'Cause I've weathered the storms in a world so cold Paid a heavy price just to break the mold They tried to beat the spirit right out of me But a soul bound in truth is forever free I might be confined to this hospital bed But I'm proud of the life and the road that I tread I'm still standing tall on the inside now And they never could force this head to bow (Outro) Yeah, the wheels might be still and the room might be quiet But my heart is a survivor of the riot Still singing my truth... Still carrying on.
