[Intro: Guitar heavy riff driving crunchy - 97 BPM] [Bb minor, bass heavy aggressive, drums punchy entering] [Riff-driven, tape echo, raw energy establishing] [4 bars - Weight of My Pride energy, no softness] [Verse 1: Vocals clean intimate raw over riff - 97 BPM] [Guitar riff driving underneath, bass heavy, drums punchy] [Aggressive rhythm section, vocals cutting through] The floor and I have history We meet more than I admit I know the texture of defeat The way it sticks between my teeth My knees have their own memory A map of every time I dropped But dropping is not the story Getting up is not the plot either [Guitar riff punching - 2 bars] [Bass heavy driving, drums fill] [Verse 2: Vocals building raw aggressive - 97 BPM] [Guitar riff heavier, bass aggressive, drums driving harder] [Building intensity, riff-driven momentum] The plot is what happens after When nobody is watching When the room has emptied out And you are still on the ground Deciding Not to stay there Not because you are strong Because the floor is cold [Pre-Chorus: Vocals intense screaming entering - 97 BPM] [Guitar distorted riff maximum, drums explosive] [Bass heavy punching, raw power] And strength is just a word That people use for what they cannot name The thing between the fall And standing vertical again [Chorus: Vocals screamed then cracking to clean - 97 BPM] [Full band riff-driven crushing, guitar heavy crunchy] [Drums explosive punchy, bass aggressive driving] [Post-hardcore intensity, catchy riff hook repeating] I am vertical(vertical) That is all I have today I am vertical(vertical) And that is more than yesterday gave Not proud not brave not healed Just refusing horizontal I am vertical And the ground can wait(wait) [Guitar heavy riff solo aggressive - 97 BPM] [8 bars - riff-driven not melodic, punchy raw] [Bass heavy groove aggressive, drums punchy powerful] [Tape echo on riff, dirty energy, j-rock attack] [Verse 3: Vocals whispered raw honest - 97 BPM] [Guitar clean arpeggiated brief then riff returning] [Drums pulling back, bass subtle, brief breath] People say the wound makes art That suffering builds character But suffering just builds suffering And character is what is left When the wound has said everything And you still have to get dressed And walk into a world That did not pause for you [Pre-Chorus: Vocals raw building explosive - 97 BPM] [Guitar riff driving building, drums building punchy] [Bass aggressive, everything rising, no escape] So I will not dress this up In metaphors that make it clean This is the mess standing up This is the blood still warm and seen [Final Chorus: Vocals screamed and clean alternating - 97 BPM] [Everything maximum riff-driven, aggressive and vulnerable] [Guitar heavy riff hook, drums explosive, bass crushing] I am vertical(vertical) With nothing figured out I am vertical(vertical) With every reason not to be Not a hero not a lesson Just a body that refuses I am vertical And the ground can wait(wait) The ground can wait [Outro: Guitar riff fading aggressive - 97 BPM] [Bass heavy last hits, drums last punch] [Tape echo carrying riff into silence] [Vocals distant raw] Vertical(vertical) [Guitar riff final hit, silence]
