Midnight Mike's

    Underground Radio

    Off Air
    Lyrics
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Same hands on the wheel, I stay true
    Every turn still feel brand new
    If the night stretch long, I don’t feel fear
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    I been driving long enough to know the signs
    When it’s time to push, when it’s time to glide
    Everybody swear they reinventing
    I just keep refining what survived
    I don’t chase the rush of a new direction
    I trust repetition when it’s done with intention
    Same grip, different scenery
    That’s how longevity get built in me
    
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Trip through seasons, same discipline
    Every phase got a cost to it
    They mistake consistency for comfort
    Till they realize how uncommon it is
    I ain’t stuck, I’m anchored
    Big difference if you pay attention
    I don’t spin out when the curve appear
    I been here
    
    A lot of people change lanes
    When the pressure rise
    
    I tighten my grip
    And keep my eyes forward
    
    Still focused
    Still present
    Still choosing this direction
    
    I stopped confusing motion with progress
    Stopped chasing new just to feel accomplished
    Some roads don’t need reinventing
    They need commitment
    If it look the same from far away
    That’s ‘cause I didn’t fold under weight
    I let time do what it always do
    Show what lasts
    
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Same hands on the wheel, I stay true
    Every turn still feel brand new
    If the night stretch long, I don’t feel fear
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Still driving.
    Same Hands on the Wheel

    Same Hands on the Wheel

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    from Still Rolling the Same

    Lyrics
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Same hands on the wheel, I stay true
    Every turn still feel brand new
    If the night stretch long, I don’t feel fear
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    I been driving long enough to know the signs
    When it’s time to push, when it’s time to glide
    Everybody swear they reinventing
    I just keep refining what survived
    I don’t chase the rush of a new direction
    I trust repetition when it’s done with intention
    Same grip, different scenery
    That’s how longevity get built in me
    
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Trip through seasons, same discipline
    Every phase got a cost to it
    They mistake consistency for comfort
    Till they realize how uncommon it is
    I ain’t stuck, I’m anchored
    Big difference if you pay attention
    I don’t spin out when the curve appear
    I been here
    
    A lot of people change lanes
    When the pressure rise
    
    I tighten my grip
    And keep my eyes forward
    
    Still focused
    Still present
    Still choosing this direction
    
    I stopped confusing motion with progress
    Stopped chasing new just to feel accomplished
    Some roads don’t need reinventing
    They need commitment
    If it look the same from far away
    That’s ‘cause I didn’t fold under weight
    I let time do what it always do
    Show what lasts
    
    Same hands on the wheel, different miles
    Same breath in my chest, different trials
    I don’t change when the road gets wide
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Same hands on the wheel, I stay true
    Every turn still feel brand new
    If the night stretch long, I don’t feel fear
    Same hands on the wheel
    
    Still driving.
    Cold Air Through the Tint

    Cold Air Through the Tint

    AaronLiveOnline