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DOWN, DOWN, DOWN






DOWN, DOWN, DOWN


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I`m slipping, I`m sliding, I`m losing my grip
So now I am tripping over my lip,
The hold that I had is just fading fast
I thought my grip was firm and it would last.





I held number one position at one time
But now I`m slowly moving down the line,
I`m not sure I even hold second place
Soon of me there may only be a trace.





I was certain I had a sure foot hold
But now I`m being pushed out in the cold,
How to gain ground of this I`m not sure
I really don`t think I can do anymore.






 ^  copyrightę2009 Elsie  ^   



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