Ultraspank

Clinging to a hope
Dust that makes me choke
A tiny piece of dirt
Happiness assured
Can't be too far
Can't be too hard
Traction having slipped
I think I've lost my grip
Mine
But not for long
Mine
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing ground
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing
Ground down
Falls down
Hurts me
Much less
So good, so good