Between Beats
• Written by NR4U
Recording:View Fullscreen
Lyrics:
[Hook – Slow, heavy beat, like a march]
Here I am again…
Fighting wars within and without, I hold the pen.
Signed my name to Uncle Sam, but didn’t know then—
That the battle ain't out there, it's the one in my head.
Here I am again…
Walking through the smoke like I’m immune to death.
Training made me steel, but it stole my breath.
And every heartbeat’s just a countdown left.
[Verse 1]
Here I am again,
About to find out the plan,
Almost a joke like green eggs and ham,
Except the joke’s on me, I enlisted with Uncle Sam.
Heard it from the fam,
Which branch? Which camp?
To be entrenched in,
But I didn’t turn blue, I waved as the tide grew—
Went in true, went in new,
Thought I knew what I’d do…
Till it hit me — I never had a clue.
Boot camp stress to deployment two,
Never slowed down, boots kept pounding,
My chest was a drum, adrenaline sounding.
Forget IEDs, forget anxiety—
I ran through bombs like Juggernaut trees.
Untouchable in my gear,
While they cried, I volunteered.
Not for glory—no cheers—
Just focused eyes and suppressed fears.
Came out blazing,
No patience, just aiming,
No time for debating,
While bullets kept grazing.
Call me crazy, call me tasteless,
But today, blood is what I’m tasting.
Kicking gaps in the line,
Obeyed each order, crossed each line—
Doors kicked in with hands shaking,
Defenseless faces, lives breaking.
Orders endless, my rank was earned,
But my soul? Forever burned.
[Hook – Repeat]
Here I am again…
Fighting wars within and without, I hold the pen.
Signed my name to Uncle Sam, but didn’t know then—
That the battle ain't out there, it's the one in my head.
Here I am again…
Walking through the smoke like I’m immune to death.
Training made me steel, but it stole my breath.
And every heartbeat’s just a countdown left.
[Verse 2]
Plan goes green, I move like a ghost,
Scope shaded so I don’t reflect hopes.
I’m free, but mentally? Still enclosed—
A soldier outside, inside composed.
Heart races, but my mind slows,
Just enough space between the blows—
To think in rhythm, to trust my aim,
To send hell outward without shame.
Them… yeah, them,
Who never see what danced in.
Another soul gone before they knew
What fate looked like crawling through.
Cracked skulls, shattered breath,
Another mark on a tally of death.
Five tallies, diagonal cut,
No rewind, no reset button to touch.
Sparks fly, I feel alive,
Even as I watch another die.
Close my eyes, drown the sound,
Pretend it wasn’t the neighbor’s hound.
[Bridge – Spoken/slowed down, heartbeat-style kick]
I remember…
Not just the noise, but the silence after.
Not just the fight, but the laughter—
The fake kind, the mask we wear,
So nobody sees the weight we bear.
[Outerlude – Echoed, fading with melody]
Here I am again…
But I left a piece of me back then.
In the smoke, in the sand, in the faces of friends,
In the dreams that I bend just to make it to the end.
Here I am again—
Still breathing, still bleeding, still seeing
That freedom's got a cost no one’s really redeeming.
And I’m not sure who I am…
But I signed it with “Uncle Sam.”
