Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Steel-toed tired still made it to the bar
Pour me a double, some habits die hard
Stretchin’ forty bucks as far as it’ll go
Band playin’ the heartache I already know

[Chorus]
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive
Barstool prayers where the static dies
In the pew Sunday mornin’ with bloodshot eyes
Punchin’ the clock with the war still ragin’ inside
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive

[Verse 2]
Walkin’ through the church doors, stale smoke still in my hair
Shakin’ every hand never meetin’ their stares
Wantin’ redemption from the burdens I bear
Amen’d my way out into the Sunday air

[Chorus]
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive
Barstool prayers where the static dies
In the pew Sunday mornin’ with bloodshot eyes
Punchin’ the clock with the war still ragin’ inside
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive

[Verse 3]
Sunlight splittin’ through my windshield crack
Pump jack noddin’ like it knows I’m back
Hard hat low and my jaw locked squared
Sweatin’ for my pay in the swelterin’ air

[Bridge]
They say the altar washes all my sins away
But I’m still scrubbin’ at the stains of yesterday
If there’s a heaven for a man made out of rust
I’m prayin’ that redemption meets me in the dust

[Final Chorus]
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive
Barstool prayers where the static dies
In the pew Sunday mornin’ with bloodshot eyes
Punchin’ the clock with the war still ragin’ inside
Bar, church, grind — is how I survive

[Outro]
Bar, church, grind — Lord, I’m tired