99. Hands on the Course
I have my hands on the wheel. I stay the course of what's been real. I've only been on this road before. But I'm not driving myself through repetition no more. I'd steer to the right and go where I've always gone. But it's time I counter steered my life's course. I'm tired of living in the same monotony. I'll grind this track's bumpy asphalt And race through this corner I've trapped myself in. This is what happens when there's nothing left! I thought I knew where I had to go. But I hit the brakes to a screeching halt. It's time I turned my life around in a 180. I've rushed through the same direction, But now I've gone and hit this traction Bringing me to a newfound place of action. I was running outta mileage. I had to tune up for my new destination. I'm all fired up with my new ignition. I'm holding onto this finely tuned grip This is me letting myself all out drift.