Still going

Lyrics

Tone: haunting, honest, reflective I grew up afraid — my father gone, my mom holding the line. She was strong, but I saw the cracks in her armor. In the city where kids become men too fast, I learned to pray… and to fight. I carried blades and secrets. I thought survival was strength. I thought I was grown at twelve, chasing women like trophies, Mistaking lust for love, and numbness for power. By nineteen I wore a Navy uniform, But I was still that scared kid — just dressed in medals. Drinking became my prayer. Money became my god. But even drunk, even dirty, I could feel Him tugging on my heart. Chorus: Through the storms, through the shame, When I was lost in my own name, He never left me. Even when I turned away, Grace kept chasing every day — He never left me. And I’m still fighting. Then love showed up — Soft voice, strong faith, A woman I didn’t deserve. We built a life, But I built walls. A husband in body, But broken in soul. A bottle in my hand, And pain in her eyes. I called it control — But it was fear in disguise 2023 — I should’ve died. Beaten, robbed, bleeding, With my own gun in another man’s hands. But mercy said “Not yet.” My jaw broke — my pride shattered. My wife still opened the door. God whispered, “I never closed mine.” In rehab, silence screamed louder than the liquor ever did. Ten days sober — I saw myself clear. A man I couldn’t stand to be. But when I called home… She still said, “I love you.” And He still said, “You’re mine.” Chorus: I’m still fighting, but now I know I don’t swing alone. Every scar’s a sermon, Every tear’s a hymn. I fell a thousand times, But grace caught me again. Now I’m sober, saved, and still learning. My wife — my crown. My boys — my heartbeat. I gamble less, but believe more. I drink peace now. And I know — I’m not weak. I’m not small. I’m a child of God. He never left… And I’m still fighting.