Harlan Woss - Bruised not broken | Official Music Video | Dark Trap Country

A dark, hard-hitting fusion of outlaw country, southern rock, and trap. Bruised not broken is about turning pain, hardship, and adversity into strength. With gritty guitars, deep 808s, and a powerful baritone, Harlan Woss delivers an anthem about resilience and rising stronger. Human made concept and lyrics. Lyrics: They thought the hard years would break me They didn't They built me Cold floor, thin walls, nights I remember, Black smoke, bad roads, coldest December Mama counted coins, I counted every crack, Learned if life hits hard, you hit harder back Hand-me-down coat, head full of thunder, Carried grown-man weight when I was barely getting older Every “you ain't shit” put steel in my spine, Every slammed door taught me how to draw my line Read the room, read the signs, Know when to stay, know when to slide They put me in the dirt, thought I'd disappear, I grew roots down deep and came back here Every scar, every sin, Every loss let the light get in All that pressure, all that pain Made the man you see today Bruised, not broken, Bent, not folding Fire in my blood, Still got smoke in my lungs Built from the hurt, Built from the dirt You can knock me down, I come back worse Bruised, not broken That's the way I'm molded Oh-oh, made me stronger, Oh-oh, pulled me under, Oh-oh, thought I'd drown Look who's standing now Pain had a price, I paid it in full, Cold made steel, pressure made muscle Lost some friends, lost some sleep, Lost my way but I found my feet I don't praise the struggle, I respect what it taught, Every dead-end road showed me what I was not Rust into chrome, cold into gold, Turned every bad hand into something I could hold Now my circle's small, but the bond runs deep, No room for a fake when the real don't sleep Got ghosts in the mirror but they stay behind, I don't run from the past I just leave it in the line Rust into chrome, Cold into gold Dust on my boots, Fire in my soul Maybe I needed the night, To learn how to carry the light Maybe I needed to fall, To learn I could rise from it all I didn't break I became Bruised, not broken, Bent, not folding Fire in my blood, Still got smoke in my lungs Built from the hurt, Built from the dirt You can knock me down, I come back worse Bruised, not broken That's the way I'm molded Oh-oh Made me stronger Built from the bruise #DarkTrapCountry #Countrymusic #DarkCountry #OutlawCountry #Newmusic