I feel it rising, inch by inch
Soaring from the depths of my innards
Ready to erupt, ready to escape
To break the shackles I've bound it with
To make a change or an effort at least
To be someone, to be renown
By removing this tag of being unknown
But now this thirst has to be quenched
Corroding me from within
Begging me to let it win
To let it surge
And take the wheel
push the pedal and once again feel
Succumbing to the pleas
Soaring from the depths of my innards
Ready to erupt, ready to escape
To break the shackles I've bound it with
To make a change or an effort at least
To be someone, to be renown
By removing this tag of being unknown
But now this thirst has to be quenched
Corroding me from within
Begging me to let it win
To let it surge
And take the wheel
push the pedal and once again feel
Succumbing to the pleas
I let it loose
Give it a chance
…. A path, to make a mark
To do what I couldn't…
Give it a chance
…. A path, to make a mark
To do what I couldn't…
So the battle ends with my defeat
Only to lead me to Victory.
Only to lead me to Victory.
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