[Intro] [lo-fi piano loop, record crackle, kick and snare enter] [Verse 1] [male vocals] Late night thoughts, city hum in the background Heart full of noise, but I still move silent Took some hits, yeah, I learned what I'm about now Still I get up when the world feels violent I've been chasing something real in a fake game Trying to find peace in a life that don't stay the same Old scars talk, but I don't let it break me Every loss turned lesson is shaping what I became And I don't need perfect, I just need truth Something that holds when I'm back in the booth When the light go low, I, my mind runs fast I remind myself that nothing good comes without the past I've been on my way, don't know where it goes But I keep my head up through the highs and lows If I fall again, I still stand tall 'Cause I built my life from the wreckage and all Yeah, I've been on my grind, trying to find my place Every step forward got a few mistakes But I keep it moving, I don't fold or break I'm just trying to make something real I can take B-Rob Records B-Rob Studios [piano loop fades out]
