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Friction Made Me

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[Verse 1]
Engine knocking in my chest like a misfire rhythm,
Fuel line clogged with doubt, couldn’t ignite ambition,
Dashboard blinking warnings I refused to acknowledge,
Blueprints crumpled early, second-guessing the knowledge,
Took detours through the fog where direction got stolen,
Compass spinning circles while my confidence folding,
Steel nerves rust quick when the pressure keep pressing,
Every near-miss whispering “you’re less than a lesson”,
I was shadowboxing mirrors, throwing hits at reflection,
Bruising my own image with obsessive inspection,
Feet stuck heavy like gravity doubled its claim,
Every step forward felt like dragging a chain,
But friction makes sparks, I started catching a flame,
Turned resistance into drive, now I’m shifting the lane,
Cracks in the pavement mapped the route I would take,
Fell hard, stood sharper, every fracture awake

[Chorus]
Fast lane heart with a mind that race,
Fell ten times but I kept that pace,
Voices in my head tried to lock that gate,
Turned self-doubt fuel, now I detonate

[Verse 2]
Gear shift mindset, now the torque increased,
Clutch control steady, let the old fears release,
I was tripping on my laces, now I’m tying up fate,
Rewriting every loss into a higher state,
Mental marathon, lungs burning but I push through,
Every lap pain carved something new into,
No shortcut codes, just a grind that refined me,
Pressure turned carbon thoughts into something shiny,
I was sinking in the weight of imagined collapse,
Now I’m building up momentum every second I stack,
Internal dialogue switched from doubt to command,
From “I can’t” echoes to “watch what I expand”,
Storm in my skull turned to thunder I harness,
Now I strike with precision, no fear in the darkness,
Every scar a signature, proof I survived it,
Now the path that I feared is the one that I drive in

[Chorus]
Fast lane heart with a mind that race,
Fell ten times but I kept that pace,
Voices in my head tried to lock that gate,
Turned self-doubt fuel, now I detonate

[Bridge]
Pulse went rapid when the stakes got real,
Hands shook heavy but I gripped that wheel,
No co-pilot voice, had to steer alone,
Now the road feel familiar, like I built that zone

[Chorus]
Fast lane heart with a mind that race,
Fell ten times but I kept that pace,
Voices in my head tried to lock that gate,
Turned self-doubt fuel, now I detonate

[Outro]
From breakdown sparks to a full-on drive,
Every doubt I had kept the force alive,
Now the engine roar got a different tone,
Built from the pressure I once called my own