Vers 1
Yeah…
Raised in a system where the silence was religion,
Every man was taught emotions were a weakness, not a vision.
Kept the pain internalized, compartmentalized decisions,
Now I’m fighting generations of conditioned inhibition.
I wanna be a better father, better partner, better friend,
Tryna break the cycle instead of passing it again.
Built a wall around my heart, now I’m learning to amend,
‘Cause survival ain’t the same thing as genuinely transcend.
Conversations make me nervous,
Refräng
Oh-oh, I’m learning how to let it out tonight,
Sing it loud, no more hiding from the light.
Even if my voice breaks, I’m still standing tall,
’Cause a better man keeps rising when he falls.
Oh-oh, hear my heart above the noise and doubt,
This is who I am, and I’m not backing out.
Every honest word is tearing down the walls,
And a better man keeps rising when he falls.
Vers 2
got me over-analyzing,
Every sentence feels like standing on a cliff edge balancing.
Fear of saying something wrong creates a mental paralysis,
While the truth is sitting trapped beneath the layers of my calluses.
I’ve been carrying this armor like it’s part of my anatomy,
But underneath the metal lives a different kind of man in me.
One who isn’t scared of honesty or showing vulnerability,
Not confusing strength with anger, pride, or forced masculinity.
Every time I start to open up, I hear the old advice,
“Keep it to yourself, don’t complain, just pay the sacrifice.”
But that mentality was freezing every part of me inside,
Turning living into merely finding ways to just survive.
I don’t wanna be remembered as emotionally unavailable,
Always acting tough while every deeper issue stayed untangleable.
I wanna build connections that are lasting and sustainable,
Show my children healing damage is completely attainable.
Some days I take two steps ahead and then a step behind,
Still untangling the lessons that were rooted in my mind.
Trying to separate the fear from who I really am inside,
Learning courage isn’t never falling, it’s refusing not to climb.
So if my voice is shaking when I finally choose to speak,
It ain’t weakness, it’s the pressure of decades starting to leak.
I’ve been carrying expectations that were far too much to keep,
Now I’m trading forced perfection for a version that’s complete.
Brygga
I don’t need to be invincible, I need to be authentic,
Every scar and contradiction simply proving I’m progressing.
Still afraid of saying wrong things, still obsessing over questions,
But growth begins the moment fear no longer runs the session.
Outro
So I’m breaking old traditions, rewriting my identity,
Building discipline and empathy with equal intensity.
A better man ain’t born overnight, it’s daily consistency,
And every honest conversation moves me closer to that victory.
