[Hook – repeat 2x]
Stand up—before your body don’t respond
Before the signal cuts and somethin’ deep goes wrong
They say it’s posture—but we know it’s more
Stacked hits, worn down to the core
Stand up—while you still got control
Before the system takes a toll on your soul
Ain’t just pain, it’s a pattern we ignore—
Stand up… you ain’t built to be sore
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[Verse 1]
Yeah—
Weird pain in the spine? Yeah, I’m seein’ it climb,
Everybody wanna blame it on the screen time grind,
“Bad posture, bad chairs”—yeah, that’s part of the crime,
But it don’t explain the scope or the speed of the decline.
Nah—this ain’t just a slouch in a seat,
This is systemic—something deeper than the couch and the screen,
You got frequency of illness, now it’s stacking the fatigue,
Recovery’s a myth when your biology’s taxed to its peak.
Hard to pin it down, so they dance around truth,
Call it “tight hips” while it’s eating at the roots,
Every hit accumulates, it ain’t vanishin’ youth,
It’s a slow-burn breakdown that they package as “oops.”
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
Premature aging—say it, don’t dodge it,
Mileage on the body but you never left the apartment,
Capitulation economy, scrollin’ in a coffin,
While fake feeds feed you fake cures for the profit.
Fake faces, fake stats, fake cures in your lap,
Fake bots in the comments sayin’ “you can relax,”
Whole system built to keep you passive and trapped,
While your strength gets sapped and your posture gets clapped.
I digress—but regress is the path they suggest,
Stay still, stay sick, stay numb, stay stressed,
But progress is a choice—better stand, better step,
Better move like your future’s got a claim on your breath.
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[Hook – final, slightly more intense delivery]
Stand up—before your body don’t respond
Before the signal cuts and somethin’ deep goes wrong
They say it’s posture—but we know it’s more
Stacked hits, worn down to the core
Stand up—while you still got control
Before the system takes a toll on your soul
Ain’t just pain, it’s a pattern we ignore—
Stand up… you ain’t built to be sore
