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Lletres: Ten Foot Pole. Swill. Racer X.


i run but i'm running in place there's no place to hide i drive but i'm losing the race i'm only along for the ride when i was younger they were easily satisfied win or lose it didn't matter as long as you tried but now the game is not just for fun i have to run i have to run like racer x chasing the sun i feel like a shadow of a man there's nothing left inside i see nothing but demands wonde when the real me died and i like a cartoon man who runs from place to place i'm two dimensional there's no depth in my face