[Intro ] khh— mm— okay… [Verse 1] Discomfort knocking like a fist on the ribs, I feel it rise in the pulse of my limbs. Fight the old urge, people-pleasing reflex, Smile on my face but my heart’s in a vortex. Trooper in the trenches of emotional static, Stoic on the surface while the inside’s frantic. Persevering through the hum of the panic, Trying not to fold into something automatic. [Pre-Chorus] My throat says “run,” My habits say “bow,” But my spine says “breathe You can hold this now.” [Chorus] Discomfort theory Let it rise, don’t flee. Breathe slow, breathe deep Let it move through me. No fawning, no freeze, Just presence on repeat. It’s hard, it’s raw, But it’s still me. [Post-chorus] thmp—thmp— stay here… stay here… [Verse 2] Survivor instincts in the back of my brain, Trying to appease just to dull the pain. But I’m steady, resolute, feet planted in rain Let the discomfort speak, I don’t treat it as shame. Self-possessed, composed in the tremor, Unflinching even when the edges get severed. Enduring ain’t pretty but it’s honest endeavor And every minute I stay is a lifelong measure. [Bridge] I can hold the heat. I can let it pass. This moment isn’t danger It’s a mirror made of glass. [Chorus] Discomfort theory Let it rise, don’t flee. Breathe slow, breathe deep Let it move through me. I’m steadfast, Resolute, Holding my humanity.
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