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Concrete Veins - Pressure Line (AI Music)

------------------------------------------- Dieses Projekt nutzt KI als kreatives Werkzeug und Inspiration. KI ersetzt keine echten Künstler, Musiker oder menschliche Erfahrungen. Bitte unterstützt weiterhin reale Musiker, Bands und Kunstschaffende – durch Zuhören, Teilen, Konzertbesuche und Wertschätzung. Echte Kunst entsteht aus echten Leben. ------------------------------------------- Lyrics: Hold it in… Hold it in… Pressure crawling through my veins Jaw locked, counting every breath I bite my tongue, I clench my fists Trying not to cross the edge Noise inside, it never sleeps Every thought a loaded gun I keep the anger under skin But I know it’s coming up Seconds tick, my vision narrows Heart beats harder, mind goes red I tell myself to stay in line But restraint is almost dead Almost dead… This rage is burning in my chest A fire I refuse to show I carry it beneath my skin Until the pressure overflows I’m holding on, I’m biting down But every wall begins to bend If I let go of all this weight I don’t know who I am then Holding on… Beneath my skin… I walk a line of broken rules One wrong step, I tear it wide Every word they throw at me Hits like fuel against the fire I’ve learned to smile through the noise To play the part, to stay controlled But every silence that I keep Feeds the violence I withhold Pulse is climbing, hands are shaking Thoughts collide, I lose the frame I’m not calm — I’m just contained This is pressure, not restraint Not restraint… This rage is burning in my chest A weight I never laid to rest I keep it buried, keep it tight But it’s clawing through my breath If breaking means I finally feel Then let the fracture show its face I won’t explode without a cause But I’m done swallowing the rage I’m not the calm you think you see I’m the storm behind my eyes Every time I hold it back Another part of me just dies Hold it back… This rage has shaped the man I am Not loud, but sharp and real I won’t let it own my name But I won’t deny the feel I stand inside the breaking point Still breathing, still in control This is not blind violence This is pressure taking hold Taking hold… Still in control…