Weight of Gold 2 (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Sweat on my collarbone, iron in the dark

Every rep's a promise I make to start

Dust in the corners where shadows play

I'm finding myself one bar at a time

No mirror needed when I feel this way

Hips and legs remember what they've been through

Pre-Chorus

How long can I hold this? How far will it go?

Let the weight be my own tempo

Watch me lift the sound that I couldn't say

Watch it rise before I fade

Chorus

This is gold, not heavy at all

I'm holding the rhythm and standing tall

Every rep's a memory made to last

I'm turning pressure into pure past

Gold that burns like the fire in my chest

No chains holding me back from being best

Sweat on my collarbone where shadows play

Weight of gold is what I've been waiting for

Verse 2

Kettlebell swinging slow like a swing at sunset

Cinder dust rising with every hit

I'm not counting the minutes, I'm counting my strength

Iron's telling me stories it kept locked tight

Ribs are burning where the iron bites

But every time I lift it higher tonight

It tells me the story of who survived this fight

Pre-Chorus

How long can I hold this? How far will it go?

Let the weight be my own tempo

Watch me lift the sound that I couldn't say

Watch it rise before I fade

Chorus

This is gold, not heavy at all

I'm holding the rhythm and standing tall

Every rep's a memory made to last

I'm turning pressure into pure past

Gold that burns like the fire in my chest

No chains holding me back from being best

Sweat on my collarbone where shadows play

Weight of gold is what I've been waiting for

Bridge

Not the weight, not the time, not the sweat

It's who lifts it, standing tall and complete

Iron's just a witness to how I'm made

Every barbell swing is my own parade

Let the dust settle, let the iron cool

I don't need a trophy, this is my rule

My collarbone's still warm where shadows play

Gold in every breath that I take today

Chorus

This is gold, not heavy at all

I'm holding the rhythm and standing tall

Every rep's a memory made to last

I'm turning pressure into pure past

Gold that burns like the fire in my chest

No chains holding me back from being best

Sweat on my collarbone where shadows play

Weight of gold is what I've been waiting for