When everyone doubts me, that's par for the course.
I dash their dark hopes with no shade of remorse,
But when I lead the doubt parade, I start to get tense.
Everything that I am hits the red RPMs.
I'm not calm trying things I don't know I can do,
But what can I do when I'm cool and I'm loose?
When I'm tense, tight and rigid, it keeps my mind here.
Nothing there is makes me stronger than fear.
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