I\'m tired
I\'m sore
My eyes are black,
My heart is torn.
\"Just don\'t give up\" is what I repeat.
\"You got this Tiffany\" is what I weep.
Everyday is a new struggle
All I have to do is move forward,
Escape this tunnel.
It\'s like I\'m running on a track
I\'m three fourths through
I\'m first in line and there is no looking back.
I did this to myself,
I\'m almost to the end
so force speed runs through my head.
I\'m sweating, my legs are sore,
I\'m running faster and faster
until I can\'t feel no more.
I see the end I\'m almost there
My breath is heavy,
I can see everyone stare.
Just keep this pace
Keep running,
Tiffany YOU WILL WIN THIS RACE.
Im going to win
I\'m to determined not too.
I know I\'m tired
I know I\'m sore,
My heart is defiently torn.
I won\'t look back
\"Just don\'t give up\" \"You got this.\"
Tiffany, Victory is where you are at!