Verse 1) The dealer's hand was cold and fast Dealt me a future built to never last The wind was howling, a bitter, lonely sound Felt the weight of the world try to hold me to the ground Saw the closing doors, heard the final call Felt that empty echo waiting for the fall But in the quiet darkness, just before the crack A voice inside me whispered, "There's no turning back." (Chorus) So it's chin up. Shoulders back. Let the rain fall on the track. They can throw their stones, they can make their play But they can't take the light of a new day. A bad hand doesn't mean the game is done It's just the place a new war's won. With every scar, a lesson that I earned For every fire, a bridge I had to burn. (Verse 2) The punches came, a steady, brutal beat Learned to find my balance on unsteady feet Learned that grace ain't in the winning, it's in how you stand After you've been broken by a losing hand. I'm grateful for the ghosts that taught me how to fight Grateful for the darkness that made me seek the light These ain't wounds of failure, this is just the price Of earning your own wisdom, of never thinking twice. (Chorus) So it's chin up. Shoulders back. Let the rain fall on the track. They can throw their stones, they can make their play But they can't take the light of a new day. A bad hand doesn't mean the game is done It's just the place a new war's won. With every scar, a lesson that I earned For every fire, a bridge I had to burn. (Verse 3) I stopped asking "why me?" to the empty sky Stopped looking for a reason or an alibi 'Cause pride isn't found in being untouched or clean It's in the way you wash yourself of where you've been It's the quiet dignity of standing tall Knowing you have stumbled, but refusing to crawl This strength ain't borrowed, and it isn't sold It's a story in your marrow, getting brave and old. (Bridge) They see the cracks, but they don't see the gold In the stories that a weathered spirit holds. This pressure builds a diamond from the dust This fire forges iron out of rust. So let them stare, let them judge and see The unbent strength they'll never take from me. (Chorus) Yeah, it's chin up. Shoulders back. Let the rain fall on the track. They can throw their stones, they can make their play But they can't take the light of a new day. A bad hand doesn't mean the game is done It's just the place a new war's won. With every scar, a lesson that I earned For every fire, a bridge I had to burn. (Outro) Chin up. Shoulders back. Keep moving forward. Never look back. Chin up. Shoulders back. Yeah, you got this. Just like that.
