Every way, every day, I'm reminded of the things That I want, that I need, that I like, necessity So I bite and I dig, but the mountains bust too big From my mind, now I will...
Always dressed out of reach I can touch, I can almost chase it! Always seems like it's out there in front of me!
With the wind knocked of me Not much longer till I breathe Get in crowd, and attraction that I need Once and for all, climb the wall, Break the chain that's in front of me!
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