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The limit

The limit

folk / hip-hop

Decades of carrying everyone else’s floor. Every wall built for someone else, sleeping right behind it. The bridge is the hinge — decades of static and then one day it just stopped, and the quiet was so loud the pretending couldn’t hold. Someone said you’d changed, like that was something to mourn. This is what showing up sounds like when you’ve been buried your whole life.

Tracks

  1. 01 The limit 2:54
    Lyrics
    [Prechorus - Cold Open]
    And it's fine, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine
    
    [Verse 1]
    Two words on a screen and I'm supposed to know
    Fix the thing they can't explain, can't name, don't want to own
    Three hours in the sun doing surgery on my phone
    Send the "done" text, get back "what's that mean?"
    Run the numbers honest, get told I'm running high
    Draw the map from memory, they ask me where's the guide
    Give 'em Monday through Sunday, they audit Friday night
    
    [Chorus]
    Everybody's got their own certain kinda limit
    Mine? Shit, I done lost count of hitting it
    Didn't bend this time, just broke the right direction
    Said I lost myself - nah, finally showed up
    
    [Verse 2]
    Carry yours and mine and don't you dare look tired
    Hold it all together, get told you're not required
    Quiet house, loud silence, nothing ever lands
    Do it all right-handed with your left one in the sand
    Every wall I built for you I'm sleeping right behind
    Every fire I put out, you're asking why there's smoke
    And somewhere in the giving I forgot I wasn't broke
    
    [Prechorus]
    And it's fine, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine
    
    [Chorus]
    Everybody's got their own certain kinda limit
    Mine? Shit, I done lost count of hitting it
    Didn't bend this time, just broke the right direction
    Said I lost myself - nah, finally showed up
    
    [Bridge]
    Decades of static and then one day it just... stopped
    And the quiet was so loud I couldn't pretend anymore
    Turns out I wasn't broken, just buried under everyone else's floor
    Someone said I'd changed, like that was something to mourn
    I smiled, said yeah
    And it's gonna get a whole lot worse
    
    [Final Chorus - stripped back, slower]
    Everybody's got their own certain kinda limit
    Mine? Shit, I done lost count of hitting it
    Didn't bend this time, just broke the right direction
    Said I lost myself
    Nah.
    I finally showed up.
    
    Lyrics Copyright 2026, Alexander van Rossum
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