NO MORE HEALING

Lyrics

NO MORE HEALING
MARAKANSKY

INTRO — BEAT HITS
Yeah!
I opened my chest, you laughed behind my spine.
Now look me in the eyes and tell me I crossed the line.
The transcript says everything your mouth denies.
You can't bury the truth just by changing your replies.

VERSE 1
I gave you the keys to a room I kept locked,
Showed you the wounds that I buried in rock.
Told you my fears, every scar, every doubt,
Trusted your heart when the darkness came out.
I wasn't asking you to carry my pain,
Just don't turn my weakness into a game.
I thought you were different, I thought you were real,
Never imagined you'd mock what I feel.
But in that conversation, when you thought I was gone,
You showed me the face you had hidden all along.
My feelings were bullshit? My pain was a joke?
Funny how truth comes alive when your cover gets smoked.
You thought I was blind, just another damn fool,
But I heard every word. Now who's playing who?

HOOK — AGGRESSIVE CHANT
NO MORE HEALING!
NO MORE BLEEDING FOR THE ONES WHO DON'T FEEL IT!
YOU CALLED MY PAIN BULLSHIT—
NOW STAND THERE AND DEAL WITH IT!
NO MORE TRUSTING EVERY HAND THAT I REACH FOR!
NO MORE BREAKING MY BACK JUST TO BLEED MORE!
YOU CAN SAY SORRY, BUT THE DAMAGE IS REAL—
YOU CAN'T UNHEAR THE TRUTH!
YOU CAN'T UNFEEL WHAT I FEEL!

VERSE 2
First came denial, the classic routine:
"That's not what I meant. That's not what you seen."
You twisted the words, tried to bury the crime,
Like truth has an expiry date and a time.
You looked in my face like I made up the lies,
I repeated your words; you still played innocent.
Then came the transcript, black ink on white,
Every word sitting there in the cold fucking light.
Read it again. Go ahead. Take your time.
That's your voice on the page. That's your truth, that's your line.
And suddenly—sorry. Suddenly—tears.
Suddenly, my feelings matter after all these years.
Was the apology remorse, or fear you got caught?
I can't read your heart, but I know what I saw.
You weren't sorry enough to admit it before;
You got sorry when denial couldn't work anymore.
That's the wound that will stay long after tonight:
I had to prove I was hurt just to prove I was right.

HOOK
NO MORE HEALING!
NO MORE BLEEDING FOR THE ONES WHO DON'T FEEL IT!
YOU CALLED MY PAIN BULLSHIT—
NOW STAND THERE AND DEAL WITH IT!
NO MORE TRUSTING EVERY HAND THAT I REACH FOR!
NO MORE BREAKING MY BACK JUST TO BLEED MORE!
YOU CAN SAY SORRY, BUT THE DAMAGE IS REAL—
YOU CAN'T UNHEAR THE TRUTH!
YOU CAN'T UNFEEL WHAT I FEEL!

VERSE 3
I ain't asking for revenge; I'm ending the chase,
I'm done begging respect from a careless embrace.
I thought loyalty meant taking all the blows,
Confused being patient with accepting disrespect.
You saw vulnerability and mistook it for weakness,
I showed you my truth; you answered with meanness.
I won't become heartless to prove I'm a man,
I just won't give you access like I did back then.
Keep your explanations, your carefully phrased lines.
I don't need a confession to know what I heard,
And I don't need permission to stand by my word.
If you wonder why the old me disappeared,
It's the man who trusted you I buried right here.

BRIDGE — BEAT DROPS OUT
You said you were sorry.
I heard you.
But sorry can't rewind that night.
Sorry can't erase those words.
Sorry can't put trust back in my hands.
Maybe you meant it. Maybe you didn't.
But I won't call betrayal a misunderstanding
just because I love the one who betrayed me.

FINAL VERSE — BEAT RETURNS HEAVIER
This ain't a threat; it's closure in sound,
The moment a man puts his feet on the ground.
I don't need to destroy you to reclaim my name,
I don't need to play your cold little game.
I'll live with the truth; you live with your choice,
I'll remember the lesson, not worship the noise.
I was never a joke, I was never a fool.
I gave you my trust; you decided its value.
Now I'm taking it back—not with hatred, but sight.
You can keep your apology. I KEEP MY LIFE.

FINAL HOOK — EXPLOSIVE
NO MORE HEALING!
NO MORE BLEEDING FOR THE ONES WHO DON'T FEEL IT!
YOU CALLED MY PAIN BULLSHIT—
NOW STAND THERE AND DEAL WITH IT!
NO MORE TRUSTING EVERY HAND THAT I REACH FOR!
NO MORE BREAKING MY BACK JUST TO BLEED MORE!
YOU CAN SAY SORRY, BUT THE DAMAGE IS REAL—
YOU CAN'T UNHEAR THE TRUTH!
YOU CAN'T UNFEEL WHAT I FEEL!
NO MORE HEALING! NO MORE KNEELING!
YOU HAD MY TRUST—NOW LIVE WITH THE TRUTH!
I DON'T NEED YOUR APPROVAL TO FEEL!

OUTRO — COLD, BEAT CUTS
I heard you the first time.
The transcript proved I wasn't crazy.
But the truth doesn't change
because an apology finally arrives.
No more begging.
No more proving.
No more bleeding for people
who call the blood bullshit.
MARAKANSKY.
NO MORE HEALING.