Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 400 Metres, artist - Sloan. Date of issue: 17.06.2013
Song language: English
400 Metres |
| Can’t you see the black strap |
| It holds me up, for the last lap |
| I know I said I had a good time |
| But now I’m sprawled across the finish line |
| I’m pickin' up the straws |
| And now I’m wonderin' how I did because |
| The situation’s heavy |
| And the competition’s thin |
| Now I’ve got to wake up |
| So I can get back on my feet again |
| Could you spare some common sense |
| It’s a brave gamble, so just give it up |
| Now you know about those people in the sky |
| Well they’re the same folks that held me up |
| I’m sortin' out my flaws |
| Because I’m runnin' last place |
| And the look on my face says |
| This record’s disappearing |
| And my system’s on the mend |
| But I’ll never know who wins |
| Until I make it to the end |
| Take care of what you preach, right |
| 'Cause no one cares about your mike fright |
| But when the pen is to paper, I never stop to think |
| That I should stop thinkin' about you that way |
| The signing of this mock simulation |
| Plots a course towards some clarification |
| It’s a keenly realized fabrication |
| Comin' from your radio station |
| But I’ll be running 400 metres again |