It's the greed isn't it?
That drives you into it.
Or is it the peer pressure?
Beating us all.
The 5 minute fame perhaps?
Finding ways to be praised.
Searching for ways to just bring us down.
While you feel pride for nothing at all.
It's your constant drive,
You will never stop,
You feel the need to keep pushing,
But one day you'll regret it all.
For one day you'll see what's real,
Unmasked from the layer of green,
You'll see that it meant nothing at all,
But for now, you just want to win.
