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The Bends

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Alternative Rap

The Bends was released on March 6, 2026 by Four Finger Distro as a part of the album Fight Naked

Song Details

AlbumFight Naked

Release DateMarch 6, 2026

LabelFour Finger Distro

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM74

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

B. Dolan

Rap, Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bernard Dolan

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

B. Dolan

Producer

DS3K

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Between the darkness and the light I've had to walk a line

routinely victimized by a vigilant mind. I don't believe in safety.

I've never needed rest. There's nothing here worth saving

I never feel depressed. Don't second guess myself, or my threshhold for pain

I act normal in public, remember people's names,

and when the seasons change, that never makes me sad

Nothing as corny or awkward as missing my dad

And how we used to laugh at all this shit together

Don't need to cry about, my feelings ain't so precious

I don't feel lost or lonely. I'm always right on schedule.

I got a handle on it. I pull myself together.

I do the work that's needed. I pay my bills in cash.

I don't dwell on the feeling. Keep one foot on the gas.

I wear a suit of honor. Follow a code of conduct.

I know the rules of engagement I am a man of honor

A promise solid and embedded in flesh. Deeper than that I lay my head on her chest

she put my pieces back together, help me clean up the mess

our time alone is how we measure success

we like a door that locks. we like a blackout curtian

we like a solid wall. so please do not disturb us.

I'm not a violent person. Was given certain tools

I'm trying not to use them. I'm surviving my moods

They're not subject to you, but they're subject to change

I misplace my possessions. I get stuck in the rain.

I get wet up on stage. I get love for the pain.

I get high before takeoff. I could exit the plane.

My mama misses me. She put angels on wings. I work hard at forgiveness.

It's a helluva thing. I balance on the high-wire.

I work without a net. Up where noone can help you.

You let go of regret. You can't control the outcome.

You just control your breath. You let whatever happen.

You give your soul to death. You look him in his features,

and give it all your strength. Dare him to try and take you.

But Death ain't ready yet. He'd rather walk beside me.

He likes to watch the show. He got a taste for rappers, but you already know.

I got a lucky hoodie. It just came with the deal.

You like the writing on it. I like the way it feels.

We try to capture moments. So obsessed with it now.

Try to bottle emotions. We try to lock it down. My neighbors probably hate me

They want this beat to stop. I'm too weird to relate to.

They'd rather be the cops. I'm so ready for conflict, and unprepared for peace

Your aware of my beauty, you tolerate the beast.

Sometimes honesty hurts. Took my phone out it's case.

I had to feel it's surface. Needed to see it's face.

I know machines are listening. Confess it anyway.

Whisper straight in the speaker. Let them hear what I say.

I create all this anger, feel like I'm drowning in it.

I rise up from it slowly, the depth makes it look twisted.

I'm so thankful for friends, I'm so grateful for love

I'm surviving the bends, I'm supplying the buzz

Wrote this one for my nephews, wrote this one for my cuz,

Wrote this one for my surgeon, wrote this one for my blood

Wrote this one for survivors, wrote this one for the ailing

Wrote this one for the homies. Shout out to Mayor Kayln.

I want us all to make it. I want us all to heal.

In my dreams I can see it. I try to make it real.

Written by: Bernard Dolan

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