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  1. Racer

From the recording High Art

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Lyrics

Somebody stop me before I crash
High off all the chasing
Maybe it's the only way you'll save me
I'm feeling restless like all the time
Caught up in my doings
Wondering how I'm even moving
It seems the only way
That I work these days
Is by hustling like no one's getting in my way
And I'm always late
But they can't complain
I'm finessing through it
Swerving like it's just a game

Oh Lord
I think I better slow down
Oh God
'Fore I wind up with my face down
Oh Lord
Think it might be time to pump the brakes
Oh God
Fore I wind up making a mistake that time can't clear away

My days are numbered
My days are numbered
Ain't it a wonder
I ain't going under
Our days are numbered
Our days are numbered
Ain't it a wonder
We ain't going under

Somebody stop me before I turn
Hugging on these curves like
I ain't had the lessons learned
To get right
I'm acting lawless too many times
Caught up in the fast life
Missing stops
And running past the red lights
It seems the only way
I love to work today
Is when I move like no one's getting in my way
Till I'm fed up
Bent up
Down
But still won't let up
Someone take the wheel

Oh Lord
I think I better slow down
Oh God
Fore I wind up with my face down
Oh Lord
Think it might be time to pump the brakes
Oh God
Fore I wind up making a mistake that time can't clear away

My days are numbered
My days are numbered
Ain't it a wonder
I ain't going under

Our days are numbered
Our days are numbered
Ain't it a wonder
We ain't going under