[Intro - snarled] Yeah… It’s one or the other — You choose. [Verse 1 - aggressive flow] Discipline’s a demon, disappointment’s a drug, Either way I’m bleedin’, either way I get cut, Every second that I waste is a nail in my lungs, Every “later” that I say is a rope that I strung. They want comfort, I want war in my head, They want Netflix, I want blood on my pen, I want scars that remind me what it cost to win, Cuz the pain of regret? That’s a life sentence. [Pre-Chorus - whispered, menacing] Suffer now… or suffer longer, You ain’t weak… you’re just gettin’ softer. [Chorus - shouted, chant-like] TWO KINDS OF PAIN — ONE SETS YOU FREE! TWO KINDS OF PAIN — ONE BURIES DEEP! DISCIPLINE! (or disappointment!) YOU CHOOSE NOW! (no avoidance!) [Verse 2 - rapid fire, double time] I been chewin’ glass, just to sharpen my teeth, While you chewin’ up excuses, puttin’ lies on repeat, See I’d rather starve now, for a future that’s feast, Than to feast in the moment, then collapse in defeat. Every “tomorrow” is a coffin I built, Every “I’ll try” is another layer of guilt, You want easy? Then your spine gets bent, Discipline’s hell — but regret pays rent. [Bridge - beat drops out, acapella intensity] Pick the pain, pick the chains, pick the fight, pick the blame, Pick the scars, pick the fire, pick the voice, pick the choir, You’re gonna hurt anyway, you don’t get saved, So choose the pain that don’t rot your grave. [Chorus - even harder, layered vocals] TWO KINDS OF PAIN — ONE SETS YOU FREE! TWO KINDS OF PAIN — ONE BURIES DEEP! DISCIPLINE! (or disappointment!) YOU CHOOSE NOW! (no avoidance!) [Outro - low, snarled whisper fading out] You don’t escape it… You don’t erase it… You just choose… Which pain to face with.
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