constant competition
between me and you
I'm sitting here pondering
when will we be through?
I'm standing here wondering
when will all the screaming come to a halt?
when will all the fists colliding
when will you learn all this was not my fault?
this life is like hanging glides
i never meant to ruin you
destroying your blissful perfection
when will we be through?
you are the object of my affliction
tossing me around like a rag doll
anyone could have made the prediction
did you think i would fall?
when will we be through?
endless nights of torment
running through the halls
being chased by your demons
coming through the halls
grabbing at my feet
did you think i would take defeat?
and quit at this game?
i wont stop, neither will you?
when will we be through?