[Intro] [acoustic guitar strumming, clean electric guitar lead riff] [Verse 1] [acoustic guitar, bass, and light percussion] Stevie was a weak man, never could make a stand He was so fucked up, always running out of luck Always beaten little and made to back down Couldnt survive and was locked down in a pound His little mind was fucked up, just lost everything including love Confinement wasnt just physical, his mind was a broken tool He constantly wanted to give up Broken and giving up His demons always tore away And good that tried to stay [Chorus] [full band enters, driving drums, distorted electric guitar layers] Beaten down into a heap, at least already six feet deep He scream out hes had enough, thats when life called his bluff Life sent trials constantly, always painful testing It broke to his core, but he knew thats what it was for He pulled himself up by his sleeves Telling the bitches he has more to bleed Old Stevie stands today, battling constantly But hes never given in, always ready for the battles again The pain inside doesnt slip away, he uses it as ammunition To keep those demons at bay [Outro] [vocalizing oohs, melodic electric guitar solo, fading acoustic guitar]
