Against This Whole Damn World

[Verse 1]
Sun burns through these busted blinds
Coffee's gone, but I’m still tryin'
Rent’s late, truck’s loud, boss on my back
Mama keeps callin', says "boy, don’t crack"
[Pre-Chorus]
Feels like every door
Slams when I get close
Yeah, I’ve heard that roar
From the wolves and the crows
[Chorus]
I'm doin' all I can
With these rough, split hands
Pushin' this rock up a rusted hill
When it rolls back down, I still
Stand up, spit out that dirt
Pray through the hurt
If it’s me against this whole damn world
Then it’s me and God against the world
[Verse 2]
Paycheck’s thin as a worn-out dime
Barstool talk says I’m wastin' time
She left a note on the counter, key on the floor
Said, "you love a fight more than you love me anymore"
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I talk to the sky
When the nights get mean
Ask, "how many hits
Till you finally let me breathe?"
[Chorus]
I'm doin' all I can
With these rough, split hands
Pushin' this rock up a rusted hill
When it rolls back down, I still
Stand up, spit out that dirt
Pray through the hurt
If it’s me against this whole damn world
Then it’s me and God against the world
[Bridge]
Maybe I’m stubborn
Maybe that’s grace
I keep showin’ up
To a rigged-up race
But I ain’t layin’ down
In that losing lane
You can stack those odds
I’ll still say my name (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm doin' all I can
With these rough, split hands
Pushin' this rock up a rusted hill
When it rolls back down, I still
Stand up, spit out that dirt
Pray through the hurt
If it’s me against this whole damn world
Then it’s me and God against the world (yeah)
It’s me and God against the world

country, Gravel-road country ballad with raspy male vocals, brushed snare, lonesome pedal steel, and worn-in acoustic guitar. Verses stay low and intimate; chorus widens with stacked harmonies and a simple, driving kick. Subtle organ pads swell into a bridge that strips back to voice and guitar, then returns with full band for a gritty, defiant final hook., world