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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | I Get Out of Breath |
| Album: | Wooden Head | Genres: | Rock |
| Year: | 1971 |
Length: | 196 sec |
Lyricist: The Turtles
Lyrics:
From the first cry of a babe Till the age of twenty-five I searched my soul to find myself But I'm still unrecognized One-way streets, walls of concrete Two restless feet's all I've got Oh Lord, I'm so afraid One third of my life is shot And I get out of breath Watching the world spin so fast My future becomes my past My mind gets hung so bad That I get out of breath It's all right for the successful To tell you 'Take your time Have patience, understanding' While the suicide rates climb I work all day to try and pay back Debts that won't go down I can't say that I'm lost No, I just ain't been found And I get out of breath Watching the world spin so fast My future becomes my past My mind gets hung so bad That I get out of breath
People spend more time Asking forgiveness than being good Everyone's out stealing Or home planning how they could Double standards make good band-aids That strip us of our pride Our morals have decayed, yeah And this I can't abide And I get out of breath Watching the world spin so fast My future becomes my past My life gets hung so bad That I get out of breath
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