Verse 1
I grew up learning how to swallow every word I meant to say
Let people walk across my heart like it was just another place
I carried storms inside my chest and called it being strong
Took the blame for every bruise like I deserved what went wrong
Pre‑Chorus
But somewhere in the quiet, when the world finally got still
I heard a voice inside me whisper, “Boy, you’ve had your fill”
Chorus
Stand up, son — you’ve been down too long
You’ve been fighting battles that were never yours to own
Wipe your tears, lift your chin, you’re not made to break and bend
You ain’t a punching bag for people who don’t know how to love a friend
Stand up, son — this is where your story turns again
Verse 2
I spent years trying to earn a place in hearts that never stayed
Let the wrong ones shape my worth until I almost lost my name
I kept giving second chances to the ones who never grew
And every time I lost myself, I swore that’s what a good man do
Pre‑Chorus
But the mirror doesn’t lie, and the man staring back at me
Said, “You can’t heal in places where you’re not allowed to be”
Chorus
Stand up, son — you’ve been down too long
You’ve been fighting battles that were never yours to own
Wipe your tears, lift your chin, you’re not made to break and bend
You ain’t a punching bag for people who don’t know how to love a friend
Stand up, son — this is where your story turns again
Bridge
I know you’re tired of being quiet, tired of carrying all that pain
But strength ain’t in the suffering — it’s in walking out the rain
You’ve got fire in your spirit, you’ve got purpose in your bones
And the man you’re meant to be is waiting for you to come home
Final Chorus
Stand up, son — you’ve been down too long
You’ve been fighting shadows that were never yours to own
Wipe your tears, lift your chin, let your heartbeat rise again
You ain’t a punching bag for people who don’t know how to love a friend
Stand up, son — this is where your story finds its end
And its beginning all at once…
Stand up, son.
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