Victa
Finger on the string, fire in the soul
Groove so deep, it’s taking control
Four strings dancing, lightning in my hands
Victa calling, this is where I stand
Thunder from the thumb, melody from the heart
Bass like thunder, tearing me apart
Not just notes, it’s something more
Music’s living, hear it roar
Victa, victa, feel the power rise
Victa, victa, opening my eyes
From the pocket to the sky so high
This is how we learn to fly