How bad do you want it?

Reaching for the top, lap after lap

Shot after shot, my body can’t stop

Because my hear won’t let it

Gold is the goal, I won’t stop even once I’ve met it

When you have a desire like mine

You laugh at your mind telling you

That you are tired; not because it’s not true

But a desire like mine always pulls through.

Business first, Leisure’s and Luxuries last

What is a narcotic high, to my face enshrined

In a case made of glass. Under the influence is futile

When you have a desire like mine.

I run mile after mile,

My throat is dry, and my body burns

But yet I presume to smile

Because every piece of pain is an inch

Closer to success I have earned

But yet frequently I must redefine the grind

To even compete with the odds against me

For having a desire like mine.