Gear Down Big Rig
By Huey Lewis
I'd rather stop eating, keep smoking
Spend all my money joking
Call in sick, working shifts
Seeing all the things I missed
No
one else can hear it
When its creeping up inside of me
Words
keep on repeating everytime I try to disagree
I want to run
away every day
Disregard the things I say
Sell it all for what
its worth
Or just light up and watch it burn
All these thing
I work for, I never do appreciate
Would I even bother
When I
see that it's just common place?
I think you're misleading and
decieving
But I'd like to see you breathing
Something more and
something else
I kinda wish I was myself
Everytime I wonder but
it's draining to insanity
Standing up and falling down
When you
try to manage me
Gear down big rig
You've got to get control
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Copyright 2011 Greenan
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On Wednesday, July 20, 2011, johnbevan17
(52) wrote:
A lot of use feel like we just want to get up and walk away. Destroy what we've built and begin a new day. The trouble is we need money to do things in this life. good topic