The Chase
i've been speeding down the fast lane
quick as i can go
trying to outrun the pain
and all of my whoa
but it seems the trouble's faster
i can see it in my mirror
its been gaining since last year
and its getting even nearer
should i stop and let it pass me
and hope it sails on by
or should i keep on running
till the day that i die
i think i'll do a u-turn
and look it face to face
it's time that i end this hurt
i'm tired of this chase
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