I catch my breath and ready
for the race [bad word] No prizes call, the
contest is my opium
Since you can never be sure
When they're keeping the score
You must always be ready [bad word] I tense myself
Waiting for the starting gun
No time for fun
Because

I work all day and I think all night
I break my body but that's alright
'Cos it'll take my mind
and all my might
To keep one step ahead of you

I think to myself living
is a winning school
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Winning on your feet,
winning on the street
Winning as a [bad word] It's seems there's always a test
And I'm doing my best
But there still seems
a long way to go
I try myself
Trying everything I know
Pushing me so
So
 [bad word] 

Don't wanna know why
Don't wanna know how or when or who
One step ahead
One more step ahead just
to get me through

I try my best [bad word] another test
So wicked, no rest
Because
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