Pressure Makes Diamonds | TMN

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Another late bill taped to the door
Same worn shoes on a cracked floor
Everybody swears they know my worth
But none of them were there at my worst

They said “slow down, kid, don’t break your spine”
But comfort never built a life like mine
Cold hands shaking in a checkout line
I learned survival one cut at a time
Every mistake left a permanent mark
Every hard day lit a spark in the dark
You call it stress, I call it design
All that weight just sharpened my mind

Yeah it hurt but I stayed awake
Every hit taught me what to take
Every loss taught me what to change
Every bruise rearranged my brain

Pressure Makes Diamonds, I learned to shine
Crushed by the world but I held the line
No silver spoon, no easy ride
I earned every ounce of who I am inside
Pressure Makes Diamonds, let it grind
Turned every scar into a sign
You tried to break me, nice try
All that weight made me refined

Friends turned ghosts when the cash ran dry
Funny how loyalty learns to lie
Smiles disappear when you can’t provide
So I built a backbone out of pride
Cold nights thinking I’d never win
Now I thank every kick in the chin
You see damage, I see rewrite
Hard times taught me how to fight

I bent but I never snapped
Lost a lot but I gained that back
Every fall drew out the plan
Pain carved out a better man

Pressure Makes Diamonds, I learned to shine
Crushed by the world but I held the line
No silver spoon, no easy ride
I earned every ounce of who I am inside
Pressure Makes Diamonds, let it grind
Turned every scar into a sign
You tried to break me, nice try
All that weight made me refined

I don’t pray for comfort anymore
I kick that weakness out the door
Give me problems, give me strain
I built my future out of pain
The easy path just wastes your years
Growth lives hidden inside fears
I wouldn’t trade a single scar
They built exactly who we are

Push harder
Stand taller
No saviors
No callers
Fall forward
Get smarter
Burn brighter
Go farther

Pressure Makes Diamonds, I won’t hide
Every setback worked on my side
I walked through hell just to arrive
Now I finally feel alive
Pressure Makes Diamonds, I’m defined
By every moment I survived
You called it too much to survive
I call it the reason I thrive

Keep the weight, I won’t decline
Pressure Makes Diamonds every time







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