Verse 1:
I descend into dissent, scripting lessons of ascension,
Toe tipping in frustration, castrating names unmentioned,
My redemption torments the forces of all that I was,
Thoughts unravel gauze laced wounds, and sores,
Of course, friends withdraw, confused, left the crew, never felt this before…
Scattered like remains of ashes on the sea floor...past the detour…
It’s hard to find hope, or stay afloat, when the world closes in like end quotes
I toe the line like pen strokes…
I would share the burden…But the bird is only heard when it’s hurting, still I’m learning putting work in, consequences averted, chasing the stars, spacing applauses for merit…it’s apparent, that the meek shall inherit the Earth, the speech incoherent, check the current, verbiage, disparaged it hits the surface, beyond the epidermis, what’s my purpose? move as fluid as the verse is…the universe immersed us in shifts & urges, life’s a series of gifts and curses…

Hook:
Sometimes I find, myself, by myself (got me going wheel-to-wheel, got me going wheel-to-wheel)
My peace of mind, is all bad for my health (got me going wheel-to-wheel, got me going wheel-to-wheel)

Verse 2:
For certain, with my birthright I earned a burden, and now I move the currents with a raise of curtain, changing vibrations, of migrations, a product of divine nations, and standing ovations, when time paces, I create oscillations, pour libations, I lap lines like a conversation, took a little patience and some innovation, seen many faces, been plenty places, I’m driven to live every second like it’s ending, lost a few to transition, they overlook the mission, I skate the distance, in a figure 8 position, call it a premonition, even fall with precision, dance with the rhythm, of old traditions, on a solo mission, without a competition, my pursuit, near-sighted but the view was hidden, the expedition I was given never came with inscription, there was no booklet written, a few times I fell in love, with bad decisions, sometimes I learned a lesson & sometimes I failed the mission…still I’m unrelenting, I pivot and create compositions, so enriching, my friends know the vision, they’ve been in the trenches, when we hit the benches, it’s it vicious, the team is ambitious, I miss them, even the criticisms, but whenever we link, we persistent and hold position, the squad never fraud, nary a weak heart, so with these quads, I proceed to please God and wreak chaos when we charge…

Hook:
Sometimes I find, myself, by myself (got me going wheel-to-wheel, got me going wheel-to-wheel)
My peace of mind, is all bad for my health (got me going wheel-to-wheel, got me going wheel-to-wheel)

Verse 3:
Never have I seen…the sky bleed, so many dreams,
lost memories, of a once forgotten queen,
Vicky V, how I shine, please say the Valentine…
Unwilling to compromise, in the face of alibis, lies can’t be disguised
Consider me, a beast… all friends, pressed delete
To find peace, lost everything, amongst the feast
When we excavate the damage, we find hunger in the famine
Examine the violence, violins playing silent hymns…
Blinded by the spin, It’s the whim…the fancy of the grin, I looked within, found light, but it was dim…
Now I blend into the planets, peering through atoms, something to feel, wheel-to-wheel, a strategic advantage…