| Unsatisfied need makes you push forward
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| Greed, striving for its reward
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| Like a racer on the mark, you burn your rubber
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| Like a starving shark looking for its supper
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| You run, run, run, run, run
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| Until it makes no sense
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| Your feet are sore but you're still running for accomplishment
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| In this eternal marathon for success
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| Another day, another dollar, undying motto of progress
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| Slowly to the top
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| Is it lonely on the top?
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| Is it lonely on the top?
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| Ah, tell me, is there anyone for you?
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| (For you, for you)
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| Is it lonely on the top?
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| Ah, tell me, is there anyone for you?
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| (For you, for you)
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| The lane is overcrowded
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| But the top is just for one
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| While the one is climbing
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| The rest are falling down
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| You climb, climb, climb, climb, climb
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| But the top is rising too
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| The track is getting longer and it's leading to your tomb
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| You're not afraid to lose your mind
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| In the name of profit
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| Red ribbon is the finish and the finish in the coffin
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| Is it lonely on the top?
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| Ah, tell me, is there anyone for you?
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| (For you, for you)
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| Is it lonely on the top?
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| Ah, tell me, is there anyone for you?
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| (For you, for you)
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| Who ran beside is left behind
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| Begging for help on his knees
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| Begging for help in tears
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| He whom you've started with, oh
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| The weak stepped aside, losers are crying
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| The weak stepped aside, losers are crying
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| The defeated will live in pain
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| You hit the top
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| No surprise
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| But who will give you the prize?
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| It's a race against yourself
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| Nobody else will meet you there, yeah |