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SLOAN lyrics : "400 metres"

Can't you see the black strap

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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