Midnight Mike's

    Underground Radio

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    Lyrics
    Same shape.
    Different pressure.
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    I been carrying more without looking the part
    Same walk, different load on the heart
    Everybody feel change when the stakes go up
    I felt it too — I just didn’t erupt
    Bills stack, names attached to decisions
    Every move got invisible friction
    I don’t speak till I factor the cost
    I don’t rush what I can’t afford lost
    Let the stress test show what’s reinforced
    Same posture when the room feel forced
    I don’t bend for approval weight
    I adjust grip, redistribute faith
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    Accent slide where the fear sit at
    Sound like panic, I don’t live like that
    Same pace, but the load feel doubled
    That’s adulthood, that’s being trusted
    Three thoughts over four-count time
    Hold breath longer than what feel fine
    I don’t vent every time it’s tight
    Some weight supposed to stay inside
    People change when it start getting real
    I got quieter, more deliberate
    Pressure didn’t make me new
    It revealed what was already there
    
    Hold form
    Don’t fold
    
    Same shape
    More load
    Still here
    Still whole
    
    Deadlines
    Dependents
    Long nights
    No sentence
    No applause
    Still land
    That’s balance
    That’s man
    
    I can feel it when the margin thin
    When one wrong step domino in
    That’ll teach you how to breathe correct
    When silence carry consequence
    I don’t need relief every bar
    I need stamina for who you are
    If it sound like I’m holding too much
    That’s ‘cause I am — and I’m holding it up
    Same outline, heavier days
    Still move clean through narrow space
    Pressure didn’t twist my intent
    It clarified what I represent
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    Form held.
    Same Shape, Different Pressure

    Same Shape, Different Pressure

    AaronLiveOnline

    from Still Rolling the Same

    Lyrics
    Same shape.
    Different pressure.
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    I been carrying more without looking the part
    Same walk, different load on the heart
    Everybody feel change when the stakes go up
    I felt it too — I just didn’t erupt
    Bills stack, names attached to decisions
    Every move got invisible friction
    I don’t speak till I factor the cost
    I don’t rush what I can’t afford lost
    Let the stress test show what’s reinforced
    Same posture when the room feel forced
    I don’t bend for approval weight
    I adjust grip, redistribute faith
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    Accent slide where the fear sit at
    Sound like panic, I don’t live like that
    Same pace, but the load feel doubled
    That’s adulthood, that’s being trusted
    Three thoughts over four-count time
    Hold breath longer than what feel fine
    I don’t vent every time it’s tight
    Some weight supposed to stay inside
    People change when it start getting real
    I got quieter, more deliberate
    Pressure didn’t make me new
    It revealed what was already there
    
    Hold form
    Don’t fold
    
    Same shape
    More load
    Still here
    Still whole
    
    Deadlines
    Dependents
    Long nights
    No sentence
    No applause
    Still land
    That’s balance
    That’s man
    
    I can feel it when the margin thin
    When one wrong step domino in
    That’ll teach you how to breathe correct
    When silence carry consequence
    I don’t need relief every bar
    I need stamina for who you are
    If it sound like I’m holding too much
    That’s ‘cause I am — and I’m holding it up
    Same outline, heavier days
    Still move clean through narrow space
    Pressure didn’t twist my intent
    It clarified what I represent
    
    Same shape, different pressure
    I don’t fold, I measure
    Life lean heavy on the frame
    I stay centered
    Same shape, different pressure
    Still here, still regular
    If the weight keep adding on
    I just get steadier
    
    Form held.
    Cold Air Through the Tint

    Cold Air Through the Tint

    AaronLiveOnline