The race

On your marks get set.... GO!!!
I swear that this time you won't outrun me
You'll be out of breath before the first hurdle you'll be asking me to slow down, telling me I'm not being fair
You'll get a right cob on
You'll tell everyone how i cheated
How i started before the whistle
How i took a short cut, your lies will be priceless
People won't believe you this time though
They know what you're like
They remember you from before you see
You can't erase the past
You can't outrun the truth
You have to accept it
Stand up and be counted
Look you came first this time
How good does it feel?