Track · Oct 29, 2026 · English

The Hand on The Wheel

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English

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[Extended Intro – Fast rhythmic male vocals, driving bass, punchy drums, restless and increasingly frantic delivery]

One step forward, two steps back,

Another thought, another crack.

Another plan, another day,

Another reason to delay.

Tick-tock, time’s running out,

Too many questions, too much doubt.

I know the answers, know the game,

But every ending looks the same.

I make a promise, break it twice,

Turn every chance into a vice.

I’m running circles in my head,

Chasing things I never said.

I count to three, I count to ten,

I swear I won’t do this again.

But here I am, still standing still,

With both my hands upon the wheel!

[Instrumental Break – Sharp guitar riff, pounding drums, sudden stop]

(Whispered)

Who’s driving?

[Verse 1 – Rhythmic, tense, restrained vocals]

I wake up with a list of things

I’m never gonna do,

Build a thousand better versions

Of a life I’ll never choose.

Got a head full of instructions,

But the signal’s coming through

Like a radio that’s screaming

Every station out of tune.

[Pre-Chorus – Rising tension]

There’s a stranger in the mirror,

And he’s wearing my disguise.

Every time I ask for answers,

He just looks me in the eyes.

[Chorus – Explosive drums, distorted guitars]

WHO PUT MY HAND ON THE WHEEL?

WHO TAUGHT MY HEART NOT TO FEEL?

I KNOW THE ROAD, I KNOW THE SIGNS,

SO WHY DO I CROSS EVERY LINE?

I’m wide awake but half asleep,

Making promises I never keep.

I swear I’m trying to get somewhere,

But every road leads back to here!

And I can’t tell what’s fake or real,

With my own hand on the wheel.

[Verse 2 – Faster phrasing, restless energy]

Got a pocket full of reasons,

And a mouth full of excuses.

Every little victory

Is a thing my head reduces.

I can turn a little silence

Into twenty different fears.

Build a courtroom in my bedroom,

Put myself on trial for years.

I could tell you all the ways

That I could turn my life around.

But the second that I try to move,

My feet forget the ground.

[Pre-Chorus – Aggressive build]

I’ve been arguing with shadows,

Trying hard to prove I’m sane.

But the judge is also guilty,

And the verdict stays the same.

[Chorus – Full intensity]

WHO PUT MY HAND ON THE WHEEL?

WHO TAUGHT MY HEART NOT TO FEEL?

I KNOW THE ROAD, I KNOW THE SIGNS,

SO WHY DO I CROSS EVERY LINE?

I’m wide awake but half asleep,

Making promises I never keep.

I swear I’m trying to get somewhere,

But every road leads back to here!

And I can’t tell what’s fake or real,

With my own hand on the wheel.

[Bridge – Instruments cut out, close intimate vocals]

Maybe I don’t need another warning.

Maybe I don’t need another plan.

Maybe I’ve been waiting for a miracle

To do the things I know I can.

(Pause)

But knowing isn’t doing.

And wanting isn’t change.

And I’m so damn tired of explaining

Why they’re never quite the same.

[Final Chorus – Raw, desperate, layered vocals]

TAKE MY HAND OFF THE WHEEL!

I WANNA KNOW WHAT FREEDOM FEELS!

I’ve spent so long inside my head,

Living futures that were never there.

Style

fast rhythmic male vocalsalternative82 bpmrapid-fire introcatchy basscatchy chorusemotionalenglish

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GeneratedOct 29, 2026

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