Erase from Seneca Fox by Seneca Fox

All of the trash is out on the curb
And I'm inside, not saying a word
Continue complaining, but it's of no use
Cause all of the rain has cleared my view

The chase, it will lead you there
The pace, you will bleed I swear
Embrace the game
Erase your name

The gate is closing, you're on the outside
As long as you hold on to what's in your mind
All of your thinking won't cripple me
Find a brand new strategy

The chase, it will lead you there
The pace, you will bleed I swear
Embrace the game
Erase your name

There will come a day, there will come a day
There will come a day, there will come a day
There will come a day, there will come a day
Every frustration will be erased

The chase, it will lead you there
The pace, you will bleed I swear
Embrace the game
Erase your name

• Alternative
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• United States