"Survival" by Skye Newman traces a childhood spent bracing against poverty, parental struggle, and shame so deep it became physical panic. The repeated question about how survival happened points inward, where hunger and fight-or-flight instincts took over long before safety arrived. Facing the inner child means confronting the self-blame carried from a home too loud and too unstable to share. The song lands on resilience as something earned through exhaustion, not pride.
Survival Lyrics by Skye Newman
Fight for food on the table
When my mother wasn’t able
I was scared to have a friend ’round
‘Cause the noise, it was so loud
Take a look into my mind
There’s so much sorrow that I hide
A punchbag for this shit called life
Yes, I’ve, yes, I’ve, yes, I’ve
Been living in survival
Still fighting when my eyes close
Every day could be my final
‘Cause I’m looking back on miles
Of trauma and pain, poverty and rain
It’s fight-or-flight through another day
My instincts are so primal, the hunger is so vital
To face my inner child, oh
How’d you think I survived?
How’d you think I survived?
My body stopped me breathing
‘Cause the stress I was receiving
Attacked me with such panic
Left me feeling manic
‘Cause I was ashamed of the house I was raised
So young with such hate, just myself left to blame
All of your problems wasn’t mine to soften
Fuck having to toughen
Yes, I, I, I’ve
Been living in survival
Still fighting when my eyes close
Every day could be my final
‘Cause I’m looking back on miles
Of trauma and pain, poverty and rain
It’s fight-or-flight through another day
My instincts are so primal, the hunger is so vital
I faced my inner child, oh
How’d you think I survived?
How’d you think I survived?
How’d you think I survived?
How’d you think I survived?
