But when it starts to sink I’ll grab the wheel, I’ll keep on steering for you

I've got this music in my head
I've got this hole in my chest
I've got this bird in my hands
That looks like it's been crushed to death
But it's a players game
Ante up and pick your token
Keep one beneath your tongue for when your best gets broken
I swallowed my tongue
I bided my time
Trying to get just this one thing right
By the book but the hook just sends I'm shook
God knows I'll always bite
Cause part of the fun is the road rash (yeah)
Feeling the gravel go past (yeah)
And I don't care what they say
There's no such thing as a clean break

You're too smart to say what you think
And I'm too real not to say what I feel
But when it starts to sink
I'll grab the wheel
I'll keep on steering for you
I'll keep on steering for you