We are constantly proving something to somebody, always on the run for the pole position, but who decides what the pole position is?
No-one wants to be the second runner-up, that's why we keep fighting, following a steady pace. The anger keeps us in motion, moves us forward. Anger gets you like a shockwave.
We are constantly standing up for ourselves, for some cause. Once we reach the pole position, who decides it's number one?
I find it interesting that this song, which so many of the others responded negatively to, has opened up a reflective train of thought with you. An interesting combination of anger and reflection.
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