Lyrics

Hodlers… where are you?
They called you fools.
They called you dreamers.
But you never sold.
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They walk among us.
They look ordinary.
But they are not.
They are the Hodlers.
The ones who refused to break.
When the charts bled red,
When the headlines screamed collapse,
When the world mocked their conviction…
They held.
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They withstood pressure
from families, from friends,
from markets, from governments,
from every voice that said:
Cash out. Give up. Walk away.
But they refused.
And that refusal
was louder than any bull run.
That silence was thunder.
That patience was war.
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They are the tree that withstood the storm.
The branch that would not bend.
They are the essence of builders,
the backbone of movements
that change the course of history.
They were excluded,
mocked,
called insane.
But still… they held.
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They are the chosen ones of the invisible ark.
The soldiers of light
in a market of shadows.
The heroes born among ordinary people,
shining in the dark.
When everything else fell,
they stood.
When the world called it a hoax,
they whispered: We know the truth.
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They are the real superheroes of this age.
The Hodlers.
While everything else collapsed,
they held.
They always held.