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My feet are failing me, I need to rest
My mind is killing me and it's doing its best
The chase is on, and I'm losing
And I'm trying to run, my legs are refusing
And I can feel his cold breath, lingering like death
Can't go any faster, I think I'm beat
I feel the disaster, and I feel the lack of his heat
The chase is on, and I'm losing
And I'm trying to run, my legs are refusing
And I can feel his cold breath, clinging to my neck
I'm running toward you, don't fail me now
I don't live life so well, I need you to show me how
The chase is on, and I'm losing
And I'm dying to run, my legs are refusing
And I can feel his cold breath
And it's lingering like death
And I can feel his cold cold breath
And it's clinging to my neck
The chase is on, the chase is on
The chase is on, the chase is on
The chase is on, the chase is on
The chase is on, the chase is on
Song © 1986 - Happy Rhodes
Music, lyrics, voices, instruments and arrangements - Happy Rhodes
See credits for additional info
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