I'm 25, but it feels like I'm 50,
Empty bottles and a life that slipped me.
Lost my job, now I'm losing my place,
Mirror shows a stranger, can't find my face.
I'm tired of running, tired of lies,
Chasing the ghosts in my bloodshot eyes.
Rock bottom's calling, but I'm holding tight,
Fighting the shadows that haunt my nights.
I'll rise from the ashes, leave the pain behind,
Rebuild the pieces of a broken mind.
Though the road is long and the nights are cold,
I'll find my way back to a heart of gold.
Friends are gone, left with the silence,
A world of chaos, born from defiance.
Almost homeless, standing on the edge,
But somewhere inside, there's a voice that says:
"You're not your demons, you're not your past,
Hold on to hope, this pain won't last."
I'm bruised and battered, but I'm still here,
Facing tomorrow, despite my fears.
I'll rise from the ashes, leave the pain behind,
Rebuild the pieces of a broken mind.
Though the road is long and the nights are cold,
I'll find my way back to a heart of gold.
Every fall, every scar,
Led me here, no matter how far.
I'm more than this bottle, more than regret,
The sun will rise, I won't forget.
I'll rise from the ashes, leave the pain behind,
Rebuild the pieces of a broken mind.
Though the road is long and the nights are cold,
I'll find my way back to a heart of gold.
I'm 25, but I'm starting anew,
The man in the mirror is breaking through.
Step by step, I'll rewrite my tale,
Turning my sorrow into the sail.
I'm 25, but I'm starting anew,
The man in the mirror is breaking through.
Step by step, I'll rewrite my tale,
Turning my sorrow into the sail.