Grind Till Gold (версия 2)

Verse

Concrete cracks at four a.m.

Sweat gone cold on my collarbone

Last cup drained in the dim light

Engine coughs but I don't leave the zone

Bull bar rattling down the block

Neon sign flickers out to black

Same two miles for thirty nights

Sky still purple, street's still locked

Pre-Chorus

Something's shifting under my feet

Cold turns heavy in my chest

I don't stop till the dark folds white

This is how I built what won't forget

Chorus

Grind till gold, grind till gold

Blood and chrome where the streets go cold

Nobody roots for me to shine

But I'm still moving when the night declines

Verse

Tire marks fading off the curb

Fingers frozen round the wheel

Radio static in my teeth

Same four bars for forty miles

Windows down, the wind cuts thin

Every block a dollar left behind

I keep counting every cold stare

Miles I earned before they even care

Pre-Chorus

Something's shifting under my feet

Cold turns heavy in my chest

I don't stop till the dark folds white

This is how I built what won't forget

Chorus

Grind till gold, grind till gold

Blood and chrome where the streets go cold

Nobody roots for me to shine

But I'm still moving when the night declines

Bridge

No sunrise softens how I work

Just asphalt cold beneath my feet

Every hour lost is an hour kept

This is what makes sure I stay on track

Chorus

Grind till gold, grind till gold

Blood and chrome where the streets go cold

Nobody roots for me to shine

But I'm still moving when the night declines