Vapour Trails

I'm on the path to win it
I'm on my freaking way
One step closer to the finish
Just badass everyday

I'm in a trance
It's always the devil that wants me to dance
The night keeps my secrets
Like there's something between us

Just remember that you are made of stars
So follow your heart

N.I.GEL

Back when Jupiter
Was the planet I was orbiting
We were manly boys
Being forged
Into men.
All packed in that van
Exploring this land
Strings on his fingers
And a mic in my hand.
It's Written on my ribs
Folklore for our kids
All the things we saw
All the things we did
Sorted and poured out
Spitting with a sore mouth
Was freedom
You had to see
To believe 'Em
Now I'm here
Fresh from the south
No noose.
Ignoring twelve hole
White lace
Doc boots
In the name of some truce
Tighten up talk
When language is loose
Endings depend on the path you choose
I'm on my freaking way
Just singing my blues
We wouldn't walk these Miles
If Dewey didn't fuse
How many pillars
Can the temple bare to lose
Making Giant steps
In giant folks shoes
Always paid on time
No residual
On dues
Confused and bruised
From forced glues
Being defused
Let's pray
We badass everyday

I'm on the path to win it
I'm on my freaking way
One step closer to the finish
Just badass everyday