But this fever has grown,
Now I am just hoping,
That I'll survive,
Like an addict,
I am trying to run away,
From the one thing,
That will catch me,
Only when I am,
The one making it able,
For me to be chased,
I can not stay,
I can not go,
No where to turn,
No where to hide,
No nothing's left,
To lift,
This feeling I've got,
Maybe I am just,
More of a swing in the step,
The party of the life,
Then the life of the party is,
Who shall say,
That I am,
Doing just fine,
On my own,
Time has flown.
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