The Chase
I like it when you try to run
It just adds to the fun
You think that you're done
When you trip and fall on your face
You close your eyes
Thinking that you finally paid the price
Apologising for all the lies
But it's all quiet, and if me, you find no trace
You sigh a breathe of relief
But don't slow down, because, and let me be brief
I want to cause you grief
So let's finish this race
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