Knut The Whip
the coach trains you
forces you to grow
pushes you further
he sets your track right
fills your days and nights
he is the eyes watching your back
left behind
yell he can
coach trains you
forces you to grow
pushes you further
improve
every day
up the only way
I rely on someone
to keep me in the headline
shake the hand
that raises the whip
exhausted
you've had enough
