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You always wanna' be the best
It's a struggle without an end
Running as fast as you can
But you will never reach your goal
It's the struggle of our daily life
Of politics and war
Everyone here runs so fast
But never sees the finish
And suddenly you find yourself
Running with the red queen
Through valleys and over hills
And sometimes against the stream
And suddenly you realize
Nothing here is what it seems
You are beyond the looking glass
Like Alice and the red queen
And when you wonder why
You cannot get to this point
Cannot finish what you started
Then you are through the looking glass
You're far beyond reality
Or isn't this the real world?
Where we all struggle and fight
Without knowing what it's all for