Return to Push |
PROMOTE |
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My fingers get burnt on every hot stove |
My legs ache from testing the springs |
Pushing it while I self promote |
Or face depreciation in this life |
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One final push that one last word |
Eyes closed with a reply in reserve |
Because I already know your answer |
I refuse to see it any differently |
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Can't stop stirring the pot |
Can't stop dreaming a lot |
Pushing it while I self promote |
Or face depreciation in this life |
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Won't let go of the reigns anytime soon |
Over done .. Over tested |
Always true, but few have every tried |
To push back and see what’s really inside |
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Can't stop my legs from working a beat |
Knees get weak but I hide the fatigue |
Pushing it while I self promote |
Or face depreciation in this life .. |
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In this life of mistrust I continue to thrust |
It’s becoming my new favorite song |
So I just let go and swing my ass down low |
Every hopeful the next ditty is slow |
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Can't stop my heart from connecting with you |
Can’t stop my mind as it sets out to undo |
Pushing it while I self promote |
Or face depreciation in this life |
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There are wonderful memories and time |
That we never will have |
Because I can’t stop over seasoning a mix |
It’s against my nature to just go quietly with it. |
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