You can’t control the world. You can’t control other people. But you can control yourself — what you eat, when you sleep, whether you keep your promises, whether you do the hard thing when the easy thing is right there. That’s the only real power anyone has.
“The man who can’t say no to himself will say yes to everything that destroys him.”
A military march — steady snare drums, disciplined and relentless. The verses are controlled, focused. The pre-chorus builds tension. Then the full band explodes into triumphant chorus: this is what it feels like to win the war against your own weakness. Layered vocals, major key triumph. Because self-mastery isn’t deprivation. It’s freedom.