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Youβve got your hands on the wheel, eyes on the road But Iβm stuck in the back, carrying the load Every turn you take, Iβm holding my breath Living half a life, afraid of whatβs left I wrote my name on the window glass Hoping the storm in my chest would pass But Iβm tired of the silence I always keep This isnβt my journey, itβs someone elseβs dream I never asked to ride this way Silent while you steal the day But I canβt keep pretending Iβm fine When the choice was never mine Iβm done being the backseat driver Watching you burn while Iβm the survivor I wonβt follow where I donβt belong Iβve been quiet, but not for long No more shadows, no more sighs Iβm taking the wheel of my own life I traced the lines you drew in the dust Believed in the map, but it shattered my trust Your compass points where I canβt go I need a road that I can call my own I swallowed my voice till it faded away But Iβm learning to fight for the words I canβt say Every mile that Iβve left behind Pushes me closer to what Iβll find I never asked to ride this way Silent while you steal the day But I canβt keep pretending Iβm fine When the choice was never mine Iβm done being the backseat driver Watching you burn while Iβm the survivor I wonβt follow where I donβt belong Iβve been quiet, but not for long No more shadows, no more sighs Iβm taking the wheel of my own life Maybe Iβll get lost, maybe Iβll fall But at least the mistakes will be my call Every mileβs a chance to be free The driverβs seat belongs to me Iβm done being the backseat driver Watching you burn while Iβm the survivor I wonβt follow where I donβt belong Iβve been quiet, but not for long No more shadows, no more sighs Iβm taking the wheel of my own life [soft, fading] Iβm taking the wheelβ¦ For the first time.


