2 acessos
I've got runner's blood in me, a forefathers coagulant
The will of others pass through
Given the fact that I am still
Myself and no one else
It doesn't take much to surface
What's been passed down
A couple of hardships here and there,
Leading me to abandon this and everything
I am my own enemy
I am my own-- a father's impression;
Fueled enough, reduced enough
To almost nothing (I live on)
Years past; this man grew to be sound
Put in front of the earth to withstand
(I've got runner's blood in me)
Built my cavern sturdy
Dug my trenches deep enough
I'm here to endure, nothing more