Música do BioTerra: Hippie Sabotage - Composure

Damn I got so close to getting closureBrain's sharper but my heart's grown colderToo many times where I was a pushoverNow I'm left searching for a four-leaf clover
Can not let my pride go and hinderMe from getting closer to the fifth of the NovemberVendetta, I'm a real contenderAttack formation, bitch I'll never surrender
Give me what you got, bitch I stay readyMy thoughts twisted but my finger stays steadyInstincts telling me to keep bettingOn myself, so I can I get to where I'm heading
But my focus never moves like I'm a boulderI'm so fucking high but life's making me soberHad to always stay level, keeping my composureIt ain't fucking over til I say it's fucking over
All these realizations racingThrough my head like I'm riding on a spaceshipTaking off, damn this world is what I make itI'm so close I can motherfucking taste it
Dig deep, keep exploringChange only ever comes without a warningIn the pain is the moral of the storyIn the battle you're not thinking about the glory
How do I recover if I'm dealingComplications breaking through the glass ceilingWords mean nothing when your actions are revealingWhat's the root of all my dangerous feelings
Full steam ahead straight for collisionOn a crash course from being lost in transmissionLong overdue, fuck asking for permissionWhat's my mother fucking life if I ain't living with intention