From Down Below

We got callus in your hands,
We got holes in our pants,
We got rattling in your lungs,
Light weighted days are long far gone.

We don't hide our estate.
We don't depend on someones grace.

Our back is hurt, our feet are wound,
But standing solid to the ground.
Eyes look bad and voice is rough.
But we're tough, we're tough enough.

For the struggle that we fight,
From the dark into the light.
One direction gotta go,
'Cause we came from down below.

So don't offer me your shit,
What is cool or what is hip.
One direction gotta go,
'Cause we came from down below.

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