Sloan

Sloan - 400 Metres lyrics

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It holds me up, for the last lap
 I know I said I had a good time
 But now I'm sprawled across the finish line

 I'm pickin' up the straws
 And now I'm wonderin' how I did because
 The situation's heavy
 And the competition's thin
 Now I've got to wake up
 So I can get back on my feet again

 Could you spare some common sense
 It's a brave gamble, so just give it up
 Now you know about those people in the sky
 Well they're the same folks that held me up

 I'm sortin' out my flaws
 Because I'm runnin' last place, and the look on my face says
 This record's disappearing
 And my system's on the mend
 But I'll never know who wins
 Until I make it to the end

 Take care of what you preach, right
 'Cause no one cares about your mike fright
 But when the pen is to paper, I never stop to think
 That I should stop thinkin' about you that way

 The signing of this mock simulation
 Plots a course towards some clarification
 It's a keenly realized fabrication
 Comin' from your radio station

 But I'll be running 400 metres again
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Murderecords

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: One Chord to Another (1996) , 4 Nights at the Palais Royale (1999)

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