[Verse 1]
I keep on hiding -- man, I’m such a hypocrite
I’ve bitten chunks out of the bait without even a fight or kick
It’s so hard to admit I’m retreating in this Maybach
I can’t remember who’s driving cause I’m in the way back
In the back seat -- sipping juice while I’m laid back
It seems like there’s no going back; Call me, mister 8-track
My eyes wide-shut, but I don’t care cause I’m having fun
Yo, who’s on that steering wheel? juice is spilling from my cup
Driver, tell me why you’re flying through the speed bumps
You ran so many red lights and stop signs -- that’s enough
Yea, I know that I said to swerve into the fast lane, but chill
Are you blind?! You almost got us killed
Didn’t you see those signs on the side of the road?
The one that said to yield and merge into the right of the road
Where are we going anyway? I thought that this was just a joy ride
Confusion -- my mind and heart are in a brawl of muay thai
Abusing the grace granted to me, void of gratitude -- sue me
I’ve chosen to be here; point of no return -- adieu
Then Suddenly we jerk left, smash right
Into the median; immediately, glass shatters right into my eyes
Wheezing real loud; did I make a blunder?
Doubt rises quicker than the smoke; ‘twas like a thunder
Clap it up for the fool who followed after culture
And wrote a check out to the flesh, then overlooked the numbers
This car is spinning out-of-control, I’m bound to go under
Does this driver even care my soul is torn asunder?
The vertigo is non-stop, chaos all around me
My vision’s failing by the minute; man, my chest is pounding
Cause I’m afraid of what’s coming next, why did I nix Him
In the first place? I miss His comfort and His wisdom
Is it too late to run back? I heard it from the pastor
That a lost sheep can always come home to its pasture
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