

Race YouIt's a race to get ahead A race to be the best We're all running blindly To be better than the rest.Race You
We can hear it drumming in our ears The crowd drawing us in Am I the only one who stopped to think; What do we get if we win?
There's a blur of color going by, Ethnic skin and expensive cloth Why, in this straight race, Do I suddenly feel lost?
Stop frantically running and breathe Stop to see the track How come I didn't see before, All these branching paths?
This time I think I'll walk While they run without knowing

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Personally its not God I dislike, its his fan club I cant stand.
I just did you a favor. Why not return it?
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Katie Franke
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