Rat Race (watching my own face)
I'm floating in outer space
Watching my own face
Turn to gold and wine
I'm winning the rat race
I'm the one tree hill
Walking a one way treadmill
Watching my own face
Watching the glass fill
Shall I go on with my run?
Can't see the clichéd fun
Watching their heads turn
As we stare at the sun
Chorus:
Rat race, watching my own face
I stole what they took…..
Rat race, watching my own face
I stole what they took….
My rage on a page
for the holy book
An ugly face without a
glance or look
They try to put me down
They try to slow me down
But I’m so fast
I’m lifting off the ground
My feet are getting sore
But they can walk some more
Don’t think I’ll be sitting down
Or walking out that door
-Chorus-
My friends stand by me
It’s them who I’ll need
When I’m lost at foot
And when I lose my feet
My enemies took my stride
They couldn’t touch my pride
I’m taking it all back
What is rightfully mine
My family knows what’s right and wrong
They’ve been racing for so long
I’m following their footsteps
From mars to hong kong
-Chorus-
With a guitar by my side
and my face in flight
I’m lost in the stars
In the night dark sky
From the city straight
To the beach and waves
My demons are small
As I watch my own face
I have my hands on the wheel
Of what they came to steal
As Dylan said
“How does it feel?”
