MUSIC FOR SALE

They don’t tell you when you’re younger
That the deck can come pre-stacked
Some of us are born defending
Just to get our footing back

I learned early how to take it
How to stand when things go wrong
Every win I ever earned
Came after something was gone


Then I met you in the wreckage
No parade, no guiding light
Just two men counting losses
Trying to survive the night

Different scars, the same hunger
Same weight behind the eyes
We didn’t need to say much
We both knew what this was


When everything was breaking
And no one heard our names
We watched each other’s backs
In the middle of the flames


The world felt rigged, like we weren’t meant to win
Like every road we took caved in
But we stood shoulder to shoulder, no place to run
Two brothers built for the storm

Some days felt like a war zone, just staying alive
But we earned every breath, every inch of our lives
They might not understand how close we came to the end
But I’m still standing — because you’re my brother, my friend


If I fall, you’re there
If you break, I stay
We don’t owe the world a thing
But we owe each other the truth

No medals, no mercy
No rewrite, no escape
Just two survivors
Who refused to be erased


Yeah the world was stacked against us, tried to wear us down
Tried to bury us beneath the ground
But we stood shoulder to shoulder when it mattered most
Two brothers built for the storm

This isn’t luck, this isn’t fate, this is blood and trust
This is standing tall when you’re reduced to dust
They can keep their easy lives, their pretend friends
I’m still here — with my brother — till the end


We made it out alive.
That’s everything.