Full Throttle
I’ve become almost full metal, always pressing f_cking pedal
I’ve cut off some silly organs and replaced ‘em all with gears
I wrote code for my updating, I deleted all my fears
Yet I find myself collapsing on the floor in my apartment
Yet the monster in my inners gets to be my only partner
Yet I feel the perfect system getting cracked at very center
Yet I feel another chaos that I’ll prolly have to enter
All the perfect pretty image, all my fabulous achievements
Fall apart ungodly quickly if I lose it and I leave it
If I get my RPM to the point I can’t handle
Will I fall or will I float? Will I bet ‘cause I’m a gambler?
If I stayed on track on purpose, if I wasted all my fuel
Would you call me freaking legend, would you call the life too cruel?
I still beat some pros and rookies, I’m still better, I still function
If I feel I’m decomposing, gotta find another hasher
Gotta put myself through mincer, gotta grind in coffee grinder
Gotta find some competition, ain’t no way I’m going under
Gotta press accelerator till I find myself in ashes
I’m afraid of losing races, not afraid of deathly crashes
I’m in charge of cash and numbers, I’m in charge of data flow
Ima tell ‘em go faster if my team is going slow
I will push ‘em, push ‘em harder till they’re same as me all empty
And I know I’m still better, even dying and still pretty
Then I find myself transforming, losing every human feature
Sacrificing all my wellness just to stay overachiever
Then I see I’ve got no braking, keep my feet on my full throttle
If you see me zoning out, it just means that I’m exploding
10.08.2025
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