You put your feet into the steps I left behind Shallow prints impressed into the sands of time I could look back yo see you grinning with desire To turn around would bbe to walk into the fire
And I don't admire Another with my thoughts meant to inspire And I don't like lies I don't believe the color of their eyes And I know why
You've been biting at my heels Don't know how the hell this feels Grip another as you please Don't you just love these? You've been biting at my heels Bet you don't know how it feels To be thinking for more than yourself
There has to be a place where you can be extreme No one around to see you buildig self esteem Are you afraid to be alone with your own mind Or is your immitation part of your desire?
