You can call me many things, but not a hypocrite or coward.
I won't bow my head or fold my hands in the darkest hour.
I won't pray to be spared from the fire of my own sins,
I'll stand tall, take the fall, and let redemption begin.
This life ain't for the weak, it ain't for beggars or pretenders.
Strength is in the scars you bear and the lessons you remember.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
I've seen men on their knees when the storm starts to blow,
But I've got no respect for the ones who don't grow.
If you only find your faith when you're begging to survive,
Then you've missed the point of living, of what it means to strive.
Clarity's been given-God's already done His part.
Now the rest is on my shoulders, and it's written on my heart.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
If you want to make it right, don't ask for easy days.
Face your sins, embrace the night, and learn from your mistakes.
Suffering is the forge where the strongest steel is made,
Real men don't run from shadows-they rise up unafraid.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
So, call me what you will, but never call me weak.
I'll pay the price, embrace the fight, and earn the peace I seek.
Through the fire, I'll grow bolder-this is the man-maker.
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You can call me many things, but not a hypocrite or coward.
I won't bow my head or fold my hands in the darkest hour.
I won't pray to be spared from the fire of my own sins,
I'll stand tall, take the fall, and let redemption begin.
This life ain't for the weak, it ain't for beggars or pretenders.
Strength is in the scars you bear and the lessons you remember.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
I've seen men on their knees when the storm starts to blow,
But I've got no respect for the ones who don't grow.
If you only find your faith when you're begging to survive,
Then you've missed the point of living, of what it means to strive.
Clarity's been given-God's already done His part.
Now the rest is on my shoulders, and it's written on my heart.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
If you want to make it right, don't ask for easy days.
Face your sins, embrace the night, and learn from your mistakes.
Suffering is the forge where the strongest steel is made,
Real men don't run from shadows-they rise up unafraid.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
So, call me what you will, but never call me weak.
I'll pay the price, embrace the fight, and earn the peace I seek.
Through the fire, I'll grow bolder-this is the man-maker.
I won't bow my head or fold my hands in the darkest hour.
I won't pray to be spared from the fire of my own sins,
I'll stand tall, take the fall, and let redemption begin.
This life ain't for the weak, it ain't for beggars or pretenders.
Strength is in the scars you bear and the lessons you remember.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
I've seen men on their knees when the storm starts to blow,
But I've got no respect for the ones who don't grow.
If you only find your faith when you're begging to survive,
Then you've missed the point of living, of what it means to strive.
Clarity's been given-God's already done His part.
Now the rest is on my shoulders, and it's written on my heart.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
If you want to make it right, don't ask for easy days.
Face your sins, embrace the night, and learn from your mistakes.
Suffering is the forge where the strongest steel is made,
Real men don't run from shadows-they rise up unafraid.
God gave me purpose, but no hand to hold.
Mistakes are the furnace where men turn to gold.
I won't beg for mercy, I won't plead for grace,
I'll take my punishment and meet it face to face.
Through the pain, I'll be greater-this is the man-maker.
So, call me what you will, but never call me weak.
I'll pay the price, embrace the fight, and earn the peace I seek.
Through the fire, I'll grow bolder-this is the man-maker.
Writer: Ervin Zubic
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC