Trouble in 421

Medium

Psychopsilocybin

Shaft

dreadlock pussy - T Minus

Every Bridge Burning

I Can't Turn It Off

Backtrack - Darker Half

Hammer crashing down, but it stopped mid swing
I felt the old fear light up everything
The room went red—I heard my own voice shake
I screamed “pause” and watched you hit the brakes
You stepped back from the edge you used to choose
Hands unclenched, no fight left to prove
You didn’t turn it on me, didn’t twist the knife
You came back to the team and you came back to my life



I didn’t know if you could do it, but I knew you’d try
I was ready to walk—then you stayed your hand this time
Like you saw me clearly through the overload
And chose the way back before the damage showed


Then you stepped up
You fucking stepped up
When the moment came round
You chose to put your weapons down
And step up
You fucking stepped up


Now it’s early days, but we’re still here
Learning how to stop before we disappear
You name it out loud when your wires get hot
“Too much”—and you step back, you don’t take the shot
And when I fuck up, you don’t file it as proof
You don’t write me off, don’t burn down the roof
We keep receipts, but not to win the case
Just to find the pattern and give it a place


We don’t erase each other to feel in control
We don’t call it “truth” when it’s just a blow
If I say it matters, you don’t make me small
You reach for the brake when you feel the fall


Then you stepped up
You fucking stepped up
When the moment came round
You chose to put your weapons down
And step up
You fucking stepped up



I’m not invisible anymore—I can feel that change
Not walking on glass through a house of blame
When I bring my hurt, you don’t roll your eyes
You hold my words steady, you don’t neutralize
And I see your effort in the seconds you take
That breath in your throat when the old self wakes
You choose the repair over winning the night
And I swear I can finally sleep in the quiet


We’re learning how to stop
We’re learning how to stop
Stop before the turn becomes a war
Stop before we cut what we live for
Hands down—stop
Voice down—stop
No attack—stop
Come back—stop
I’m here—stop
You’re here—stop


Then you stepped up
You fucking stepped up
When the moment came round
You chose to put your weapons down
And step up
You fucking stepped up


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