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Blood, Sweat, and No Tears - Levi Stoker
Four men are looking for a crack in the stone
Waiting for a one-pour, a hollow-hearted moan
He's leaning on the quarter like a physical weight
Expecting me to buckle underneath the industrial fate
But I got a duct tape bandage on a fractured pride
And a reservoir of iron living deep inside
The salt is on my collar and the red is on my hand
But I'm the only statue left standing in this sand
One for the bank, two for the poor
By the time I hit three, I'm locking the door
It's blood, sweat, and no tears rolling down the face
The only thing I'm giving is a heavy weight's grace
Every drop of the moisture tells a piece of the war
Of a man who ain't leaking his heart anymore
Yeah, you can drain the body where the bitter briars grow
But you'll never see the river burning down below
I see the sharks circling with the pity in their pens
Waiting for the salt water where the struggle begins
They think because I'm bleeding they got a piece of me
But they don't understand the stoic philosophy
I'm bobbing through the misery, weaving through the spite
Keeping every tear drop tucked away out of sight
Oh, it's blood, sweat, and no tears rolling down the face
The only thing I'm giving is a heavy weight's grace
Every drop of the moisture tells a piece of the war
Of a man who ain't leaning his heart anymore
Yeah, you can drain the body where the bitter briars grow
But you'll never see the river burning down below
Keep on driving
Set the eye
Hard working, living, but the spirit is tight
And I'm the toughest damn rebel in the middle of the fight
I ain't out of breath, I'm just finding my
Second wind, blood, sweat
Oh, no tears for the gold
I think so I love from cold
To burning coal
You're the cry
Go look in the mirror
