Four AM Fighter

[Chorus] Four AM. Sweat drips. Cold air. Four AM. Bleach stings. I don't care. Four AM. My fight. My prayer. Four AM. I'm still there. [Verse] Gym smells sharp, a bitter kiss Salt dries on my face, I can't miss Knuckles split, a crimson stain Blood seeps through the wraps, again. Three weeks left, the deadline looms Chasing shadows, breaking gloom. My reflection, a battle-scarred face Pushing limits, carving my place. [Pre-Chorus] Shoulders burning, a fire deep inside Knees protest, nowhere left to hide But the grit in my teeth, a silent roar I'm breaking through, demanding more. [Chorus] Four AM. Sweat drips. Cold air. Four AM. Bleach stings. I don't care. Four AM. My fight. My prayer. Four AM. I'm still there. [Verse] Punching bag hums a low, deep sound Timer ticks, seconds unwound. Three hundred hooks, the final set Every swing, a debt I've met. Old scars crack, a stinging pain Through the tape, the crimson rain. I see the fighter, raw and true This is the moment, seeing it through. [Pre-Chorus] Shoulders burning, a fire deep inside Knees protest, nowhere left to hide But the grit in my teeth, a silent roar I'm breaking through, demanding more. [Chorus] Four AM. Sweat drips. Cold air. Four AM. Bleach stings. I don't care. Four AM. My fight. My prayer. Four AM. I'm still there. [Bridge] This arena, my only home Where sweat and shadow make a throne. Every drop of blood, a sacrifice made For the dream that will not fade. I taste the metal, the victory’s plea This broken body still sets me free. The pain is proof that I exist. [Chorus] Four AM. Sweat drips. Cold air. Four AM. Bleach stings. I don't care. Four AM. My fight. My prayer. Four AM. I'm still there. [Outro]