Every minute on the schedule, crossing it out slow Head down on the pavement, watching where the shadows go. The air is getting colder, but the focus is still bright, I’m running my own pattern through the static of the night.
They say I need a shortcut, need to move beyond the line, But the power is in the process, making every moment shine.
I'm the Loop Taker (Yeah), steady at my own pace (Slow). No rush, no detour, finding my own sweet space (Oh). Clean beat, clear vision, this rhythm is the truth, Living in the pocket of this dedicated youth.
One deep breath in the darkness, letting the feeling sink in, Building up the quiet strength from the place where I begin. The only competition is the person I was last, Breaking every ceiling that the moment tried to cast.
Just the sub-bass vibration and the whisper of the synth, Let the world keep turning, I’m taking my own stint. No need for heavy layers, just the essence of the sound.
I'm the Loop Taker (Yeah), steady at my own pace (Slow). No rush, no detour, finding my own sweet space (Oh). Clean beat, clear vision, this rhythm is the truth, Living in the pocket of this dedicated youth.
