You kicked dust in my face when I was already beat
I forced my way to the top
then you let go & let me drop
You spat blood in my face when I was already down
I pushed myself to the top
then you let go & made me drop
On my broken hands & bloodied knees
I return to you like a persistent disease
With bloodied fingers & a broken wrist
I send you a gift from my hate filled fist
You kicked mud at my face when I was already beat
I worked my way to the sky
then you let go & let me slide
The higher I climb the deeper I fall
The deeper I fall the steeper my crawl
The higher I climb the longer I fall
The longer I fall the steeper my crawl
You spat hate at my face when I was already down
I launched myself to the sky
then you let go & let me slide