They told me growing up, “Have a million mates,”
But most of them smile while they sharpen blades.
Funny how they clap when you’re down in the dirt,
But hate when you rise and it starts to work.
Soon as you shine, it’s like you steal their glow,
They want you stuck where they feel in control.
Backdoor love, yeah it comes with a cost,
I learned real quick who was fake, who was lost.
I’ve seen loyalty fold over nothing at all,
Friends turn strangers when you stand up tall.
So I moved with silence, kept pain in my chest,
Had to fight for peace, had to earn my rest.
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(Chorus — Slaps Hard)
Glad I got out, yeah I made it through
From the nights in the dark where the cold wind blew
They said I’d be nothing, I broke that doubt
Now I’m standing here like… glad I got out
Glad I got out, from the chains, from the fight
From the streets that raised me, from the wrong and the right
Had to lose so much just to find my route
Now I look at my life like… glad I got out
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(Verse 2)
Life in the Druitt, yeah it shaped my brain,
Gangs and the violence, chaos and pain.
Fists in the night, sirens in the air,
Kids growing up with no one that cared.
That world turns boys into men way too soon,
Moonlight fights, no cartoons.
They write about it like a bedtime tale,
But they don’t know the truth behind that veil.
They call you a monster, like you chose that skin,
Like you weren’t just surviving what you were born in.
I’ve worn that rage, I’ve carried that weight,
But I’m more than my past, I won’t seal my fate.
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(Chorus — Repeat)
Glad I got out, yeah I made it through…
(etc)
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(Bridge — Real + Emotional)
I don’t hate where I’m from, it made me strong,
But I won’t pretend that I belonged.
Some places teach you to bleed to cope,
Some lessons hurt… but they build you hope.
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(Final Verse — Victory Tone)
Now I’m building a life they never believed,
Therapy scars but I’m learning to breathe.
Still got fight in me, still got fire inside,
But now it’s for growth… not to run or hide.
So if you hear my name, know the truth right now,
I’m the proof you can rise, you can break somehow.
From the dirt, from the doubt, from the worst fallout…
One thing I’ll scream—
Final Chorus — Big Finish
Glad I got out… yeah I made it through
From the hell in my head to a clearer view
They tried to count me out, but I broke that route
Now I’m living my life like… glad I got out
