Marathons
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It took eight years to write this
You oughta know what I went through
If there’s a use
You act in vain
Like always
You never cared about the truth
There ain’t no use
(You keep running, you keep running, you keep running)
(Keep running, keep running, keep running)
Where the prophet?
Was it worth it?
To have made all those lies?
Did it kill you
To admit
That you ain’t
Knew what good that shit was?
You ain’t neva
You ain’t neva knew how even good that shit was
Bet you’re sorry now
That you lost
It’s a game
What a bust
You don’t know how good you had it, oh you don’t
You don’t, you don’t, you don’t
You just had to f*** it up!
You just had to f*** it up!
(You don’t even know the half of it)
Oh……
(How’d you get me so down?)
(Keep running, keep running, keep running)
You oughta know what I went through
If there’s a use
You act in vain
Like always
You never cared about the truth
There ain’t no use
(You keep running, you keep running, you keep running)
(Keep running, keep running, keep running)
Where the prophet?
Was it worth it?
To have made all those lies?
Did it kill you
To admit
That you ain’t
Knew what good that shit was?
You ain’t neva
You ain’t neva knew how even good that shit was
Bet you’re sorry now
That you lost
It’s a game
What a bust
You don’t know how good you had it, oh you don’t
You don’t, you don’t, you don’t
You just had to f*** it up!
You just had to f*** it up!
(You don’t even know the half of it)
Oh……
(How’d you get me so down?)
(Keep running, keep running, keep running)
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