i can
i believe i can
a pitch of darkness
the wavering faith
runnin along
the wind hittin against my face
my hair runnin into my eyes
brushin the itch in the eyes off
i could still run faster
i could run much faster than tat
dun ask me why
i could nvr explain myself
dun ask me why i feel tat way
i could nvr understand myself
dun ask me
dun ask me.
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