Throttle Therapy

I don't talk much, I don't sit still

Got too many ghosts and a heart to kill

I don't do shrinks, I don't do pills

I ride through the storm 'til the silence chills

Chrome and gasoline, that's my prayer

When the world gets heavy, I ain't playin' fair

I twist that grip, let the engine scream

And leave my pain in the rearview's gleam

I need throttle therapy, baby, give me speed

Let the blacktop bless me, let the wild wind bleed

Every mile's a memory I burn to ash

I ride through the heartache, I don't look back

No shrink can fix what this throttle can free

So I ride, I ride for me

I ride for me

Rain on my jacket, bugs in my teeth

Road's been my lover and my only relief

I've lost good friends, I've buried some dreams

But I found peace in the metal and steam

The road don't judge, don't ask why

Just gives me space to let it all fly

My past is loud, but this motor's louder

Pain don't last when you're pushing the power

I need throttle therapy, baby, full release

Let the road rip open all my quiet grief

No doctor knows what this bike can heal

Every twist of the wrist, that's how I deal

Don't need no answers, just a long damn ride

That's where I find my peace inside

It ain't about runnin'

It's about lettin' go

Letting the ghosts fade

In the wind and smoke

I need throttle therapy, the kind that bites

Steel horse salvation in the black of night

The only drug that ever set me free

Was the roar of the road and the ride in me

So I ride not to flee but to finally breathe

Leather, chrome, and a highway hymn

That's my church

That's where the healing begins