Race

Addictive just like ecstasy I guess they can't get enough me Fonded by the beauty They say It brings great chemistry As soon as I build feelings then that becomes the death of me Why is it when I constantly run They still chase after me As soon as I let them get close in They already get so tired of me Always lose never win My heart crumbles entirely Faliure, unease the feeling of chagrin More than just a pretty face Yes I do enjoy an chase a But when I let you win I expect you to stay in 1st place Please don't play pretend And don't you dare lie to my face Competition? Too bad I already let you win the race And I'm the one stuck in last place When the new race begin I no longer care for the chase Earasing all the men The goal is that "I" win in my own pace