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


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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