Number One Son Hit The Ground Running
I hear it's always the same
Hard to know a weakness within
When you're always on your feet
You've never hit the floor
Or even questioned where you're going
Naturally that's selection you see
With a sense of irony
This surface tension shows
You can't afford to
Give me one more reason
It's all you have to spare
But I'd rather hear the reason
You hit the ground running
I hear it's always the same
I have seen that something has to change
It would seem that you could not bеlieve
How the prеsent came to be
But it will pass before
You discover your elation
History has a certain degree
Of revealing where you've been
But despite this fact you chose
To ignore your self control
Give me one more reason
It's all you have to spare
But I'd rather hear the reason
You hit the ground running
Better not to do or die
Better is to reason why
Better not to wish away
Better times and better days
Better not to do or die
Better is to reason why
Better not to wish away
Better times and better days
Give me one more reason
It's all you have to spare
But I'd rather hear the reason
You hit the ground running
