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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
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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