Here I am face down
The self doubt starts to rise
Like the burning sun
When I open my eyes
I'm in the eye of 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 by 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
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
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
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 the lesser man's soul
Calloused
Cold
Out of control
Hardened by torment and trial
We break the mold
Calloused
Cold
Out of control
We break the mold
