I'm a monolith in a sense, that I came out of the wound
With fucking stones my hand
But what's the point?
It was my first look at the real world
Clenching so hard every hit my strength unfurled
I broke out this mold, was grinding my teeth
I entered this place and I could smell the defeat
No suit, no tie, just a forceful grin
They say “You'll never make it”
Watch me begin
Burn it down
Do you feel it?
Gut it out
Do you bleed it?
Speak the truth
Do you feed it?
Don't count no blessings
No, no, there's no excuse
Walked through the wreckage still smelling like grit
You want my story? It's buried in spit
A hardened lesson, hope couldn't save anything
So I fought and pushed from the abyss, the abyss
Do you feel it?
Do you bleed it?
Can you fake it?
Fuel the flames
Burn it down
Do you feel it?
Gut it out
Do you bleed it?
Speak the truth
Do you feed it?
Don't count no blessings
No, no, there's no excuse
I am a monolith
To tough to break me down
I am a monolith
Feet planted to the ground
Burn it down
Do you feel it?
Gut it out
Do you bleed it?
Speak the truth
Do you feed it?
Don't count no blessings
No, no, there's no excuse
Don't count no blessings
No, no, there's no excuse
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