Finding pain-free isn’t easy.
Jogging out of me, isn’t easy.
Maybe I’m ahead of myself.
Can’t let me get ahead of myself,
I’d leave so much behind.
Hit me, give me all you got.
I already know a million things it’s not.
So, hit me.
Fix me quickly,
I gotta go.
I can’t carry on like this
and I can see the road.
Fix me swiftly,
tell me you know.
If I spend my days like this,
I’ll never strut my road.
Two hundred percent to hit half speed.
I’m not saying I’m right, I’m just saying you’re wrong.
A whole day spent getting to the table.
Seems five months is way too long.
When I get ahead of myself, I leave so much behind.
this is your life chuck johnson 