Like running backwards down a hill
Like seeking pleasure without a thrill
Skimming a rock into a lakeless bed
Regretting everything you've ever said
Like rowing head first into the fog
And athlete that just can't jog
The clock is ticking at a morbid pace
Trying so hard to save face
I can't seem to make sense of anything
You've got me walking on a tightrope
I can feel my heartbeat in my face
The weight of air is crushing
I think I lost the race
Bigproblem - Rowing Lyrics
Bigproblem - Rowing Lyrics
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Like running backwards down a hill
Like seeking pleasure without a thrill
Skimming a rock into a lakeless bed
Regretting everything you've ever said
Like rowing head first into the fog
And athlete that just can't jog
The clock is ticking at a morbid pace
Trying so hard to save face
I can't seem to make sense of anything
You've got me walking on a tightrope
I can feel my heartbeat in my face
The weight of air is crushing
I think I lost the race
Like seeking pleasure without a thrill
Skimming a rock into a lakeless bed
Regretting everything you've ever said
Like rowing head first into the fog
And athlete that just can't jog
The clock is ticking at a morbid pace
Trying so hard to save face
I can't seem to make sense of anything
You've got me walking on a tightrope
I can feel my heartbeat in my face
The weight of air is crushing
I think I lost the race
Writer: Phil Bowman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid