Grandad used to say keep your mind straight and you'll be alright

Every little thing in life tries to stretch you from the right

Be careful who you trust

I'd say don't trust anyone but sometimes it's a must

Trust take years to build and seconds to bust

Misplace it in a snake and it turns to dust

Sometimes the people you'd take a bullet

For are the ones behind the trigger

Feed you the dreams of fast cash and long chains that glitter

Tell you it's family ties but that bond ain't thicker

Soon as there's heat in the air then they switch quicker

Argue and bicker

Quick money feels good when the fridge is bare

When your mum's stressed out and there's weight in the air

But that same fast route don't lead nowhere

Just cold cells, court dates and blue blank stares

You can filter your face but it still takes shape

One phone call and you can change your fate

One wrong link and you're sealed with tape

One late night move and it's way too late

I know the nights feel long and cold

And trust feels fragile when it breaks and folds

You've seen too much for someone so young

Carrying weight that ain't yours to hold

But even cracked glass can catch the light

Even lost souls can learn to fight

You're more than the pain that shaped your bones

There's still a little hope inside

When I was an innocent kid I trusted the wrong friend

Turned my back and I was stuck on a blade's end

I wish that I could say I was lying and pretend

But that scar on my hip reminds me that shit can bend

One second you're laughing, next second it ends

Childhood cut short by the choice of a friend

Blood on my shirt and I couldn't comprehend

How someone you rate could cross that line and offend

Just a child I had no chance to defend

No man to attend but my mum took care

I'll forever love her for the passion that she shares

She told me she's gotta get a second job and I just stopped and stared

My eyes were flared

How can a woman so sweet be sat in despair?

Our government's atrocious

Care more for illegals than the legal families

I'm not afraid of a ban I'll just rise up from my family tree

I won't fucking beg on my knees

I'll fight with all that I've got until it's success that I see

I know the nights feel long and cold

And trust feels fragile when it breaks and folds

You've seen too much for someone so young

Carrying weight that ain't yours to hold

But even cracked glass can catch the light

Even lost souls can learn to fight

You're more than the pain that shaped your bones

There's still a little hope inside

Every fracture's a memory frozen in time

A lesson engraved in the back of your mind

You move more cautious, read deeper in signs

Second guess smiles and harmless lines

That's a sign of the times

You still function, still laugh with the crowd

But there's a voice inside that shouts so loud

That reminds you of how quickly trust breaks down

How love can simple flip when loyalty's drowned

I ain't bitter, I'm just built from repair

From nights of confusion and silent despair

From learning the hard way that life ain't fair

And not every shoulder is one that'll care

So I keep my circle tighter than ever before

Less open doors, less emotional war

'Cause when all you do is see bills and bullshit tax

You can't be a kid and you've gotta attack

Pay the rent and stick to hard facts

Can't save up the racks

I know the nights feel long and cold

And trust feels fragile when it breaks and folds

You've seen too much for someone so young

Carrying weight that ain't yours to hold

But even cracked glass can catch the light

Even lost souls can learn to fight

You're more than the pain that shaped your bones

There's still a little hope inside

Punishment on a child is hard to understand

Dead cold bodies and criminals on remand

Such a lack of kindness and genuine helping hands

Feels like empathy's a rarity looking 'round these lands

I've seen my mum cry but my favourite's when she smiles in the sun

I guess I earn every penny I can so she'll be proud of her son

The depression when you ain't got no funds, no time for fun

I've seen the stress from brown letters and that shit weighs a ton

I'm not tryna question anyone's faith

Just speak on the pain that I've had to face

When trauma's your teacher from an early age

It's hard to see the mercy written down on a page

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe hope still stands

Maybe there's light I just don't understand

But when you've lived through blood

On your hands and a hole in your hip

You struggle to believe that people aren't sick and tapped in the head

Nine years old, yeah I could've been dead

I'm nineteen now with tunes on my phone

Maybe I could've been shown

A little less bad like a curse from the Pope

I mean fuck me, maybe there's hope