Surviving the Thorns

Running through the thorns in the grove so wild Wrestling the storm like a reckless child Bones may shake but they cannot break We bend till we're steel for our own damn sake Gear's all rusty but the wheels still spin We don't need polish to chase the win The dirt's our map and the cracks our guide We'll gut this beast from the inside We'll get out of this mess Hands stained red Waving our scars like banners instead When curses rise We'll turn them to gold Through the chaos we've fought Through the fire we've rolled We're stitching up rags into patchwork dreams Nobody told me survival gleams Laughter's for later The grind is for now We're punching the clock with sweat on our brow Let them stack their stones We built with grit Their kingdoms crumble Ours never quit If rain's coming down We'll drink it dry Our roots dig deep Reaching sky high We'll get out of this mess Hands stained red Waving our scars like banners instead When curses rise We'll turn them to gold Through the chaos we've fought Through the fire we've rolled