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Verse 1
I’ve been turning like a stubborn bolt,
Frozen by the years I’ve wore.
Every scar left iron stains,
Every heartbreak fed the corrosion more.
I soak myself in hope again,
Praying this time it’ll break me free.
But every time I start to move,
The rust keeps holding onto me.
Pre-Chorus
One more wrench, one more prayer,
One more breath through the smoke.
I’m somewhere between giving up…
And believing I ain’t broke.
Chorus
I’m just rusted metal in a bath of remover,
Trying to wash away the years I’ve carried on my shoulders.
The darkness keeps tightening like a stubborn old thread,
But the light keeps whispering, “You’re not finished yet.”
Every scrape, every tear, every piece that falls away,
Brings back a little shine I thought I’d lost someday.
I’m not beyond repair—I’m healing slow but true…
Just rusted in the soul, becoming something new.
Verse 2
It’s like a wound beneath a bandage,
Always finding air somehow.
Or a needle in a hayfield,
Still believing I’ll be found.
Some days I’m laughing with the sunrise,
Then the fog rolls back again.
Pulling me into the shadows,
Where I wrestle what’s within.
Pre-Chorus
I can feel the threads unbinding,
Even when I can’t see through.
Maybe healing isn’t running…
Maybe it’s what rust removal does.
Chorus
I’m just rusted metal in a bath of remover,
Trying to wash away the years I’ve carried on my shoulders.
The darkness keeps tightening like a stubborn old thread,
But the light keeps whispering, “You’re not finished yet.”
Every scrape, every tear, every piece that falls away,
Brings back a little shine I thought I’d lost someday.
I’m not beyond repair—I’m healing slow but true…
Just rusted in the soul, becoming something new.
Bridge
Fire can loosen what time locked tight,
Oil can reach what hands cannot.
Grace works deeper than I can see,
Into every hidden spot.
I’m learning even iron bends,
When patience does its part.
The strongest steel is often forged…
After breaking in the dark.
Final Chorus
I’m just rusted metal soaking in redemption,
Every aching piece becoming part of restoration.
The bolt will turn, the chains will break,
Even if it takes a thousand days.
The fog may find me once again,
But it won’t define the man I am.
The rust is leaving, little by little—
There’s still good steel beneath my skin.
Outro
So leave me in the rust remover,
Let it sting, let it clean.
Because the man I’m meant to be…
Is still hidden underneath.
And one day this old rusted soul…
Will shine like it was always meant to be.
Details
GeneratedJul 19, 2026
Duration4:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country Rock / Southern outlaws / Pop-
R&B Hybrid, emotional, powerful,deep voice, violin, acoustic, falsetto, autotune
Credits
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DoubleJ83
DoubleJ83ModelAria v5.5
