Lyrics

[Verse 1 – Country Flow]
I pulled the blinds down, shut the world out,
Phone on silent, just me and my doubt.
Didn’t answer texts, didn’t want no call,
Built four walls ‘round me just to watch 'em fall.

Family tried, friends reached too,
But pride's a hard pill I just wouldn’t chew.
Felt like a burden, didn’t wanna be seen,
So I let depression wear the crown like a king.

[Hook – Rap with Southern Grit]
I was sleepin’ on the couch, days turnin’ to nights,
Fightin' with my demons, losin' every fight.
Too proud to ask, too broke to pray,
Thought I’d just fade slowly away.

But mama ain’t blind, she seen the signs,
Made one call and changed the line.
My Georgia boys touched down that night—
Said, "Get up, brother, we ain’t lettin' you die."

[Verse 2 – Rap Flow]
They kicked in that door like it’s Baghdad again,
Two soldiers, two friends, two lifesavin’ men.
Didn’t need words, just gave me a stare,
One duffel bag later, I was outta there.

We hit the road, left the pain behind,
Took a piece of hell, but I kept my mind.
Rolled into Texas, sun on my face,
Welcome to Camp Hope—my healing place.

[Hook – Country-Rap Blend]
I was sleepin’ on the couch, days turnin’ to nights,
Fightin' with my demons, losin' every fight.
Too proud to ask, too broke to pray,
Thought I’d just fade slowly away.

But mama ain’t blind, she seen the signs,
Made one call and changed the line.
My Georgia boys touched down that night—
Said, "Get up, brother, we ain’t lettin' you die."

[Bridge – Spoken Word with Soft Guitar Underneath]
They didn’t judge me, didn’t try to preach,
Just picked me up when I was outta reach.
That place in Houston gave me my soul,
Started patchin' up what the war stole.

[Final Verse – Country Redemption Flow]
Now I ain’t perfect, but I’m back on track,
Got my son, my boots, and my fire back.
If you’re out there hurtin’, thinkin' you’re alone,
Trust me, brother, just pick up the phone.

[Outro – Acoustic Fade]
'Cause real ones don’t care how far you fell,
They’ll fly through fire just to pull you from hell.
It started with a couch, ended with some hope,
And a mama’s call that helped me cope.