Metallica

You rise.
You fall.
You’re down, then you rise again.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.

Through black days
Through black nights
Through pitch black insides

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard.

The dawn,
The death,
The fight to the final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.

They scratch me
They scrape me
They cut and rape me

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Bleeding your soul in a hard luck story.
Show your scars.
Spilling your blood in the hot sun’s glory.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
We die hard.