Вступление
[Intro]
[Verse]
Well, I’ve got some things to get off my chest
A few more words around while I still got some melody left
I’ve been way up high, I’ve been underneath
I’ve spent some weekends down in Key West sniffin’ cocaine on the beach
Hell I’ve burnt some nights, and I’ve burnt some weed
I’ve taken handfuls of pills just so I can get some sleep
To quiet my mind from all this noise
That tells me I ain’t good enough and all those slammin’ doors
[Chorus]
Well sheddin’ all this old skin is hard
And I feel naked now
because the world can see my scars
And where I’ve been, the hell I’ve raised again and again
I’ve been stuck in the mud now I’m digging up
And my whole life’s been a battleground
And I still don’t know
If I can turn this pound of rust to a pound of gold
[Verse]
I’ve been way down south, old Mexico
I almost od:ed in a motel room the night before a show
Woke up the next day like there was nothing wrong
And I hit every pharmacy in town til all my pesos were gone
Hell I’ve pawned guitars, that wouldn’t mind
I paid the interest back in shame and I lost some friends along the way
I’ve had to fight and I’ve had to bleed
I’m putting my failures on display for the whole damn world to see
[Chorus]
Well sheddin’ all this old skin is hard
And I feel naked now
because the world can see my scars
And where I’ve been, the hell I’ve raised again and again
I’ve been stuck in the mud now I’m digging up
And my whole life’s been a battleground
And I still don’t know
If I can turn this pound of rust to a pound of gold
[Verse]
Well I’ve been a liar, and I’ve been a thief
I drugged my knuckles with the junkies I’ve fought them methamphetamines
I’ve run the streets, I’ve run from the law
I’ve run from myself the most of my life but I ain’t runnin anymore
Hell I’ve done some time behind prison walls
For five long years I fought lonely with a guitar and a song
Barely made it out, still holdin on
And I found forgiveness in the savior for all the things I’ve done wrong
[Chorus]
Well sheddin’ all this old skin is hard
And I feel naked now
because the world can see my scars
And where I’ve been, the hell I’ve raised again and again
I’ve been stuck in the mud now I’m digging up
And my whole life’s been a battleground
And I still don’t know
If I can turn this pound of rust to a pound of gold
[Outro]
Lord I’m growin old
I’m tryin to turn this pound of rust to a pound of gold