Gideon - Calloused текст песни

Here I am, facedown
The self doubt starts to rise
Like the burning sun, when I open my eyes
I’m in the eye of the storm (the storm) but I’ll push forward
Walking the hard mile wearing a smile!
Shackled no more by insecurities
I broke out of the cell
Unchained my mind and swallowed my doubt into the blackness of hell
I’ve grown to love the pain
I’ve grown to love the pain!
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
Hardened my torment and trial we break the mold
Calloused and cold not afraid to fail
Life’s not a bed of roses it’s a bed of nails (it's a bed of nails)
Bed, of, nails!
I got air in my lungs and my heart is still beating!
Bed, of, nails!
I’m not afraid to fail!
Always wounded winded beaten and bruised (beaten and bruised)
Dazed and confused but I’m still standing
This is my legacy and I refuse to be a product of fear
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
Calloused and cold not afraid to fail
Life’s not a bed of roses it’s a bed of nails (it's a bed of nails)
Bed, of, nails!
I got air in my lungs and my heart is still beating!
Bed, of, nails!
I’m not afraid to fail!
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
These are the times that try at a lesser man’s soul
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
Hardened by torment and trial
We break the mold
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
Calloused. Cold. Out of control
We break the mold