At this again
I thought I was through
Why must you be selfish
We can all win
Give it a chance
You'll find something from within
You and I go around
I'm tired of this merry-go-round
I'll leave you on the ground
No more dead weight
That day will come
Just you wait
See me rise
Rise to the top
All the way up
Ain't no stopping me
You'll be a past memory
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 1:38 AM UTC
At this again
I thought I was through
Why must you be selfish
We can all win
Give it a chance
You'll find something from within
You and I go around
I'm tired of this merry-go-round
I'll leave you on the ground
No more dead weight
That day will come
Just you wait
See me rise
Rise to the top
All the way up
Ain't no stopping me
You'll be a past memory
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