What's wrong with you boy?
don't you, don't, don't you wanna grow up
and be a man?
I just cancelled my tour
I just woke up in bed
I had a burning in my throat I couldn't swallow
and saw death over my head
If i was sleeping on my back I would've died
Jameson in my blood
Jameson in my eyes
Jameson on my mind
I know I need to stop
But if I'm flying
This how I'm making money
but it's costin' my life
Digging in my arms over turbulent flights
blood from where I scratched
Stewardess looking worried
but she's too afraid to ask
please give me two
Its just me slipping through
these greens and these blues
I know that sounds foolish
And you sweep anything
under these rugs to let them all know your name that's a dangerous drug
Runnin' a marathon
but with batons and get gone
when your asked to pass it on
Pass it on
I awaken to a new day
I create who I'm becoming
Connect to something
they're running through these hills, now
I be running through these hills now
I be running through these hills now

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