Hold on to the ride, it'll be over fast
Then your hats & glasses will fly off before they make the last lap
With the rails & the high grounds, you won't be safe jumping off ship
It's better to go forward, than never being on the trip
Winter's dead & I wonder what went wrong
When we changed directions did you feel more strong
After all you've been throughout the year
Would you now tell stories of your darkest fears
Row of crowns in front of me, yet I can't have wear all
For every one I add will become my down fall
Where's the answer I'm seeking to this overdose of self anointment
I can see also panicked from of my disappointment