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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