Motorcycle, No Motor? - Free Throw

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Not gonna lie, sometimes I feel my forward progress is a treadmill

Especially when lately everyone asks how my head feels

«Well, it’s still there,» I say while shrugging so they think that I don’t care

Or think I’m losing it because I bleach my hair

And I just needed to start making a change

An outward projection, a reflection of the new start I’ve gained

(Woo!)

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance

I can feel new and still need repairs

I’m at full sprint, but still locked in stasis

My feet cemented, wind in my hair

And I am scared

Okay

I’m scared of every thought in my brain

Scared of losing my identity and knowing where I came from

I’m scared of change, of staying the same

Scared of losing my mind or forgetting my name

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance

I can feel new and still need repairs

When I feel like shit, and I feel complacent

Can I be sure that it was really fixed?

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance

I can feel new and still need repairs

I’m at full sprint, but still locked in stasis

My feet cemented, wind in my hair

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance

I can feel new and still need repairs

When I feel like shit, and I feel complacent

Can I be sure that it was really fixed?

Okay

(Who cares? Who cares?)

Okay

(Who cares? Who cares?)

Well I am scared

(Okay, okay)

Well I am scared

(Okay, okay)

I’m almost there