On The Long Run
Questioning me like you wouldn't dare
Are you a baby or are you just scared
Look through my eyes and say those words
"Looser" is written all over your shirt
And yet you're here pretending you weren't
Why!
Call me a friend and I might spare you from hurt
Injustice seen is injustice done
Pray that I won't leave you some fun
With a revenge takes form in a shirt returned
Since you will meet the end
I know, as you turn the wheel and run...
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