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It Returns lyrics
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Verse 1
Talent walked in first like it paid for the venue Skipped the soundcheck, autographed the menu Said, "Watch what I do when I'm barely even trying" Signed its name in pencil on a future it kept buying Called the reps a rumor, called the craft a formality Kept a highlight reel, never sat through the totality Slid me the easy life, applause upon a platter "Why sweat when you're gifted?", and the gift began to flatter
Verse 2
Motivation showed up loud, confetti in its fist Taping Monday to the mirror with a resolution list It could sell me on tomorrow like tomorrow was a place Painted fresh starts on the ceiling, put a sunrise on my face But it checks the forecast first before it makes a vow Gray sky, it goes missing; blue sky, take a bow It ran the first mile like the marathon was done Passed the torch off at the corner, said, "The rest of this is fun"
Chorus
Talent kicked the door in, took a bow, and disappeared Motivation struck a match that couldn't make it through the year When the feeling leaves the room and nobody applauds Discipline is clocking in, unbothered by the odds No speeches, no promises, it simply returns It returns, and it returns, and it returns
Verse 3
Discipline don't knock, it's already at the desk It sat down next to doubt and never asked to be impressed No cape and no slogan, no gift it can claim Just a chair, a clock, a craft, and my name It stacked the boring hours that the cameras never use Tied my laces on the mornings I had nothing left to prove It don't argue with the weather, don't negotiate with mood Quiet as a heartbeat, twice as hard to lose
Chorus
Talent kicked the door in, took a bow, and disappeared Motivation struck a match that couldn't make it through the year When the feeling leaves the room and nobody applauds Discipline is clocking in, unbothered by the odds No speeches, no promises, it simply returns It returns, and it returns, and it returns
Verse 4
Then Consequence rolled in with a hand truck full of crates Unreturned calls, dead deadlines, decisions past their dates It sat Talent by the window, showed it gifts that went untrained: A racehorse in a stable, thoroughbred of what remained It read Motivation back a thousand vanished vows Loud in January, unavailable by now Temptation leaned in smooth: "Protect the ego, kid - Blame the timing, blame the market, quit before they know you did" But Redemption wasn't dressed up like forgiveness in a robe It came dressed like Monday morning: here's the work, here's the road
Bridge
Hope says, "We can change", we can change Doubt asks, "What if we fail again?" Certainty answers, low and plain: "Then we return again" Then we return again, again Then we return again
Chorus
Talent kicked the door in, took a bow, and disappeared Motivation struck a match that couldn't make it through the year When the feeling leaves the room and nobody applauds Discipline is clocking in, unbothered by the odds No speeches, no promises, it simply returns It returns, and it returns, and it returns
Outro
Talent opened up the door Motivation walked me through Discipline kept on stepping 'Til Redemption came in view Tomorrow, six a.m., I know who's showing up
Inside the recording
Talent walked in first like it paid for the venue Skipped the soundcheck, autographed the menu
Talent kicked the door in, took a bow, and disappeared Motivation struck a match that couldn't make it through the year
Talent opened up the door Motivation walked me through
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