I run but I'm running in place
There's no place to hide
I drive but I'm losing the race
I'm only along for the ride
When I was younger they were easily satisfied
Win or lose it didn't matter as long as you tried
But now the game is not just for fun
I have to run I have to run like Racer X chasing the sun
I feel like a shadow of a man
There's nothing left inside
I see nothing but demands
Wonde when the real me died
Artist: Doro Pesch
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