Zamax - Balance (Original Mix)

Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Keeping equal measure in a sovereign design.
Not leaning to the left, not swaying to the right.
Anchored in the center through the heavy dark night.
No fake stability, I don't fake my composure.
Holding every feeling under strict enclosure.
I don't move volatile, keep the scales aligned.
Calm in the heart, tranquil in the mind.
Cut off excess, let the posture stay true.
Harmonizing everything I go through.
Heart stays steady while the chaotic winds blow.
Grounded in the rhythm, let the center ones know.
If they ask how I stand when the heavy waves rock.
Tell them fluid balance holds the key to the lock.
Yeah. Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Pressure on the axis but the alignment's divine.
Voices start to panic when the floor starts to shake.
At the center, my weight so the beam doesn't break.
Alone on a tightrope, life is set aflame.
Master of stability, I'm elevating my own name.
No fake touching, no need to pretend.
I'm broken, poised from beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud, I just balance in the low.
Focus heavy, footed down, I'm a naval on the go.
Distance from distraction, I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the center, yeah, the breakthrough is near.
No rush, no shame, no time for delay.
Every step deliberate as I pave my own way.
If they ask why the tilt never throws me off the track.
Tell them centered awareness keeps the power in check.
Yeah. Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Touching on the central where they talking undefined.
Sparks in the pocket, they illuminate the glow.
Carrying the weight of a heavy sacred load.
Stillness at the core while the outer world sways.
Guarding every boundary through the turbulent days.
No fake steps, straight path to the vibe.
Keeping all the harmony afforded through the life.
I don't move loud, I just hold firm the floor.
Unlocking every single opportunity door.
Grounded in the rhythm, elevated in space.
Leaving an indelible mark in this place.
If they ask how I move among the auditory chaos.
Tell them finding true balance was the supreme path to victory.
Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Keeping equal, measuring the sovereign design.
Not leaning to the left, not swaying to the right.
Anchored in the center through the heavy dark night.
No fake stability, I don't fake my composure.
Holding every feeling in a strict enclosure.
I don't move volatile, keep the scales aligned.
Calm in the heart, tranquil in the mind.
Cut off excess, let the posture stay true.
Harmonizing everything I go through.
Heart stays steady while the chaotic winds blow.
Grounded in the rhythm, let the center once know.
If they ask how I stand when the heavy weights drop.
Tell them stalwart balance holds the key to the lock.
Balance. Balance.
Balance.
Balance. Yeah. Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Pressure on the axis, but the alignment's divine.
Voices start to panic when the floor starts to shake.
Catch the center of my base so the beam doesn't break.
Alone on the tightrope, lightness of the frame.
Masterful equilibrium, elevating my name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
I'm broken poised from beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud, I just balance on the low.
Rocking steady for the crown, I'm a level of a go.
Distance from distraction, I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the center, feel the breakthrough is near.
No rush, no strain, no time to delay.
Every step deliberate as I play my own way.
If they ask 'bout the tilt, never throws me off track.
Tell them centered awareness keeps the power in check.
Balance. Balance. Balance. Balance.
Yeah. Standing on the fulcrum where the extremes align.
Reaching out of sanctuary, plucking out the fine.
Sparks in the dark and they illuminate the glow.
Carrying the weight of a heavy sacred load.
Stillness in the core while the outer world sways.
Guarding every boundary through the turbulent days.
No fake steps, straight path, true to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony and fortitude alive.
I don't move loud, I just move with the flow.
Aligning every syllable between the deep woe.
Grounded in the rhythm, elevated in space.
Leaving an indelible mark in this race.
If they ask how I thrive among the order turned to chaos.
Tell them finding true balance was the supreme path to victory.
Balance. Balance. Balance. Balance.