Under pressure, too many times
I can barely fight it back
No intensions, no obsessions
That can change my mind
It comes to an end, with my trust in hand
Please let me stand
(It's close, but I'm still trying to hold on)
If you were running a marathon, when would you feel worse? at the beginning? half way through? or near the end - when you're pushing it, you can see the finish line in the distance....you're running for it, but it still seems like miles away
you keep pushing, and running....stopping thinking about everything else....that's all you start to think about
the finish line
I can barely fight it back
No intensions, no obsessions
That can change my mind
It comes to an end, with my trust in hand
Please let me stand
(It's close, but I'm still trying to hold on)
If you were running a marathon, when would you feel worse? at the beginning? half way through? or near the end - when you're pushing it, you can see the finish line in the distance....you're running for it, but it still seems like miles away
you keep pushing, and running....stopping thinking about everything else....that's all you start to think about
the finish line