High On The Heels - The Whitest Boy Alive

I keep an open mind

But only till the bottle stops to spin

And there is only one direction

In the state that I am in

High on the heels of an opening door

You run out

Battered and bruised, strangely relieved

You run in

You said life it still worth living

Girl, you you don’t seem so sure

You only need to be more certain

What it is you’re living for

Climbing the hill of pursuing

The front runner’s tail

Lower the bar to a point

You can’t possibly fail