Running the wolverine's gauntlet

Keep yourself shaking to that beat and set my dreams on fire
These bags are getting deeper, yet still i think
I won't rest
I think
I can't rest at least not yet
Why not press your luck?
Lived entire lifetimes in these deep recesses while marching onward with no clear goal in mind for far too long, so what's a little bit longer?
Perhaps opportunities lost or have they just begun?
Indulge me that's never stopped me before.