I see your frustration I know where it stems from You want to be on top again You want to win You’re not now, so you’re frustrated That feeling infects your life Whatever good you had Is

Doesn’t matter how this feels Doesn’t matter that I’m angry Or tired, or short of breath Eventually I’ll win They’ll have to acknowledge me They’ll get to witness it If I just do it If I can

Do what you have to In order to be better Eat what you have to Drink what you have to Whatever helps, do it Whatever doesn’t, stop it You tell me you want it You tell me

The finish line is in sight You’re close man Don’t slow down here Keep that rhythm going All the way until the end Rest when it’s done Don’t delay it The delay is a tactic A tool