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JensT - Oil Stained Hands (Metalcore Version)

Morning breaks on a pile of rust Sunlight caught in shattered glass Engines groan like they don’t trust Anyone to make them last She ties her hair with a piece of wire Boots on gravel, breath in smoke Every car’s a funeral pyre Every bolt a promise broke They say this place will grind you down But she learned how to stand her ground She’s got oil on her hands, dirt in her hair Metal songs ringing in the air Long days bending iron and fate Learning how to be strong, learning how to wait Her boss calls her name, same last name too He’s the only family she ever knew In a world made of steel and scars She loves her father in the junkyard yard He taught her how to spot a lie In a cracked transmission case How nothing’s dead if you know why And give it time and give it space He doesn’t say much, neither does she Words cost more than sweat around here But when he nods, she knows she’s free And that look says, I’m proud, my dear Blood’s thicker than gasoline But both will stain you deep and mean She’s got oil on her hands, dirt in her hair Knuckles split, but she don’t care Every ache just proves she stays When easier lives drift away He signs her checks, but he raised her too Built her spine out of bolts and truth In a world made of steel and scars She loves her father in the junkyard yard Sometimes at night she dreams in chrome Of quiet roads and something clean But every dream still leads her home To the clatter and the gasoline He’s older now, moves slow and stiff She lifts what he no longer can And if this place falls off the cliff She’ll catch it with her oil-stained hands Still oil on her hands, dirt in her hair Time carved lines they both now wear Scrap metal stacked like years gone by Under a wide and unforgiving sky No silver spoon, no getaway car Just love welded where they are In a world made of steel and scars She loves her father in the junkyard yard When the gate shuts and the engines sleep She wipes her hands on worn-out jeans Family’s not what you keep It’s what you never leave