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Ballad of a Running Man lyrics
For years I avoided caffeine, for years I was clean
I was calm and complete then the world fell down
Round my ears had a change in my state
Bug eyed and awake
I was grinding my teeth in my habitat
I couldn't stand still I was running back
But it was gone
Smack, smack, smacking my hands
Flap, flapping my hands, lick, licking my wounds
Will it help me, rip, rip, ripping my skin
Clip, clipping my wings, pick, picking my bones
Will it help me? Hip, hip, hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet, can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man, jam, jam marathon man
For years I was wrapped up in blue
On sunny afternoons sunbathed but unmoved
On the ground I found me a stooge
He was clear out of school with a theory to prove
He said he understood so I told him
It was just like I'd read in a magazine
Said I thought it was weird to be stumbling
And that it felt like a race I was running in
That's already run
Smack, smack, smacking my hands
Flap, flapping my hands, lick, licking my wounds
Will it help me, rip, rip, ripping my skin
Clip, clipping my wings, pick, picking my bones
Will it help me? Hip, hip, hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet, can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man, jam, jam marathon man
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- Track 8 on Wishville
- 7 Mad Dog
- 9 Crème Caramel
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