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Overdriven

Pink Shih Tzu

I wake up with this fire in my chest

Can't breathe, can't stop, no time to rest

The city's moving but I'm moving faster

Chasing something just beyond disaster

Every second feels like borrowed time

Every heartbeat crossing every line

I don't know what I'm reaching for

But my hands won't stop, they want more

It's not enough, it's never enough

I burn so bright, I burn so rough

Something's pulling me apart

From the inside, from the start

Overdriven, I can't slow down

The hunger in my blood won't let me drown

I don't need a reason, I don't need a sign

Just the road ahead and this pulse of mine

Running, running, running—

Overdriven

I left everything behind in the dust

Not out of logic—purely out of lust

For something I can't name, can't hold, can't keep

A feeling too alive to let me sleep

It's not enough, it's never enough

The want inside me, raw and rough

I could stop but what would I find

Just silence where the fire used to shine

Overdriven, I can't slow down

The hunger in my blood won't let me drown

I don't need a reason, I don't need a sign

Just the road ahead and this pulse of mine

Running, running, running—

Overdriven

Maybe empty is the point

Maybe this is what I am

Not broken, not lost—

Just burning at both ends

And I wouldn't have it

Any other way

Overdriven, and I feel alive

This hunger is the reason I survive

I don't need arrival, I don't need the end

Just the motion, just the ache, just this again

Running, running, running—

Overdriven

Still running—

Still burning—

Overdriven

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    Overdriven

    Pink Shih Tzu

You wake up and there's fire in your chest.
No breath. No brakes. No time.

You're chasing something just beyond disaster - something you can't name, can't hold, can't keep. Not out of logic. Purely out of lust for a feeling too alive to let you sleep.

Maybe empty is the point.
Maybe burning at both ends is exactly where you're supposed to be.

You don't need a reason. You don't need a sign.
Just the road. Just the pulse. Just this.

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