88 miles per hour

Sick of you

88 miles per hour
Trampled in this race of life
No where to run no where to turn
I'm running out of time
I sit and watch as you fall to the ground
Trying to break free from these chains that you are bound

But what do i get?
And where did i fail?

Waking up to the sound of you whining
Cuz you don't get what you want
I've given you everything
I'm so sick of this
I'm so sick of you

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