Sunday, February 15, 2009

Cold Turkey

Temperature's rising, fever is high
Can't see no future, no burn in my thighs

My feet are so heavy, so is my head
I wish I was sweaty, I must lift some lead

Cold turkey has got me on the run

My body is aching, losing muscle tone
Can't see no buddies, left knee's been blown

My eyes are wide open, too wired to sleep
One thing I'm sure of, I'm unable to leap

Cold turkey has got me on the run

Thirty-six hours, knee in pain
Praying to someone, Aleve me again

Oh I'll be a good boy, please make me well
I promise you anything, working out would be swell

Cold turkey has got me on the run

WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING WITH THAT GYM BAG MISTER?! IS THAT A HEART RATE MONITOR YOU'RE WEARING?!

Cold turkey has got meeee... on the run!

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