Dust Don’T Lie

Yeah, yeah, yeah Grab a stick, tap a metal underneath me Steering wheel twitch like I'm thinking different than me Dust cloud thick, can't see past three feet Still I lean in like I'm playing this completely Back in slide, I don't mention it Play it smooth, like I'm centered in it inside Whole different narrative outside Yeah, I'm selling it I'm thinking I got a doubt and I lie, yeah, but doing this a while. Meanwhile, every bounce hit harder than playing a number, thinking life with both hands on the wheel. Can't see a thing, still a push through. If I let off now, they'll know the truth. Dust don't lie, it shows every move you try to hide. Ties don't grip, they just dance on the line you ride. play cool outside you ain't in control you just hold on Rocks ping on the frame like static Wheel fight back, not automatic Flottofeather, I don't overdue But every second feel like one bad move Just rollin' in Like a curtain drop, vision cut short Like a camera crop, I'm guessing lines I ain't seein' track Just memory guessing where the road at, she say, you wow I see just a little whole town prayin' I don't snap an axle, laugh it off Keep the image clean, but my pulse loud Like a tambourine, I slow down I lose the act if I keep going Too late to fight Too deep in now No clean escape Now I'm locked in No second thought Every correction Instantly called Hand steady but Grip too tight That thin line between wrong and right Dust settling Just for a glance See the edge Don't take the chance Seize it back Just enough control To make it look like I plan to hold Just don't lie It shows every move you try They just dance on the line you ride Just don't lie Even when you play it cool outside You ain't in control You just survive