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Benders
Rock
Benders was released on August 25, 2025 by MoTT. as a part of the album Summer’s End
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Release DateAugust 25, 2025
LabelMoTT.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MoTT.
MoTT.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Mottershead
Max Mottershead
Songwriter

Lyrics

The end of an era
More isolated than ever
So many words up on my mind
Some I forgot, some I'm scared of
My mind is my biggest fear
Fear-mongering hypotheticals getting under my skin
I carved my soul like a pumpkin, now drug guts
Flame lit
I owe it all to music
But music don't owe shit to me
The only thing that fills this void
Besides drugs is making music
Sometimes love, but I
Always find a way to kill the Cupid
What's my plan
No master plan
Been playing day by day from then to now
This benders
Bending me backwards
A surge of waves is crashing down
This guiding hand
I once had is staying dormant
I'm racing forward without an award in
Sight, it's kind of taxing me
I feel like I'm the faculty
Watching not interacting, see, I
Feel kinda shunned
As time's flying past me
Fate's driving in the front
As I sit in the backseat
Hey taxi driver
I think that was my stop
He said no son
You're not as talented as what you always thought
I said what?
Then how did Kanye climb his way up to the top?
Like that one time where he said, "nah, this shit is hot."
I find that many moral codes have some discrepancies
I see that confidence and pride share similarities
Like how your confidence can lead to lustful tendencies
Maybe that's the devil living under us systematically
Teaching the children that the
Seven sins are no tragedy
They happen naturally
But damn, I am not John Doe
I'm really trying to get at that I lost some bravado
I guess this separation left a crack in my ego
And now I'm questioning if my confidence was really too sinful
Is my want for fame in music me thinking I'm better
Hundreds of people deserve it more
But I'm fueled like no other
They say you have to sell your soul to make it past the weather
But when the Devil's at my door, I'll have a nice Barretta
See, morals can be ambiguous
I proved it again
Because fighting evil with evil is redundancy in the end
Don't want to beat a dead horse
But there's confusion inside my head
Because there's right, and there is wrong
But over time, those same lines blended
(They told me to be confident, but egos run the system, too)
Quit tryna' preach to the masses
And start to face the fact that
This whole time, you thought you would get the final laugh
It's kind of saddening, you thought that music was a reckoning
An ancient knowledge that you thought could lead to your betterment
But in your mind, this was a scapegoat
A fleeting dream that was dressed in a raincoat
Protecting you from realizing you are no better
You just want the fame to prove a point to no one ever
Why do you feel so wronged?
Slow down
And let your thoughts reach your emotions
You're run down, get sleep, please eat
And watch the clouds
Just be content with who you are
You don't need fame to be found
I feel lost, I feel lost
That's why
I need reassurance from more than just one guy
I need stadiums that's filled to the brim with people
Singing my songs to feel a sense of worth is that so evil?
I don't know
But what I do know is
I can't end this era off on a low
Okay, I get it
Your minds really matter
I think bout the heavens
And I will get higher
I'll make this shit for fun
It's my renaissance
Picking up the rug
Okay, I get it
Your minds really matter
I think bout the heavens
And I will get higher
I'll make this shit for fun
It's my renaissance
Picking up the rug
Written by: Max Mottershead
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