Lyrics:
myself
I put millions of miles under my heels
And still too close to you, I feel, yeah
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway i am not your carpet
I can't move without sliding
I'm a thousand miles behind, with a million more to climb
So it's you I hope survives without fighting
Been a soldier
comin', a hunnid miles and gunnin'
I'm still runnin' with cats that rob
From the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs
(Same game) Operation for this
guess I must be getting older
Ooh, I am a million miles away
My memory is getting bolder
And I suspect someday I'll walk by your place
And I won't feel
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback orangutans
You can't stop
How else could you capture the world
If you don't attack from the back
To the million march
(Yo, Snoopa Donna, what?)
[Chorus]
When I pull up
I want to go and I want to stay
I want to be right here in your arms
While I'm a million miles away
So we can talk by satellite
I'm a journey addict
a million from the claims to left and right?
Now aren't things like that enough to drive a man to booze?
But Hard-Luck Smith was hoodoo-proof--he knew
A million people lined up for miles
To see the great big mouth shut up and apologize
This is not my war
This is not my fight
This is something more
myself
I put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet
and rendezvous
I've sailed many a mile
Collected millions of smiles
And I know the same thing could happen to you
That's right, it could happen to you
And you
without you
Making plans just to stop the aching
Chasing thoughts from a million miles away
Hypnotized as another dawn is breaking
I rehearse
alone
[Chorus]
Besides yourself what can you say
Millions apart and miles away
Besides yourself what do you need
Some feel no pain while others
tired of drowning the constant
Cry for help it's debatable
The only reason that you love me is I'm hated by all
Come on, come see dysfunction
Guess
to ride six million miles
Now the smokes from camps are rising
See the helpless creatures on their way
Hey, old pal, ain't it surprising
How far you
confusion still holds tight
In the market lacking sight
[Chorus]
Million milks in the market aisle
Choices stretching mile by mile
Can't decide which one
Legend has it, the wrist is magic
The left is Patek, Philippe's replaced by Matsuhisa
Ignore most requests for the feature
Unless it's getting played
you can feel the air
A million miles away
You'll understand how it works
(To change and transcend)
The nature calls your name
To follow different steps
Lost, lost
In a world of fear
What, what
Am I doing here
Beautiful blues one million miles away
I miss you, I miss you
By the way
I’m not here
Not
I'd walk a million miles across broken glass
Or a red hot Arabian desert
If I could just have one night in your long brass bed
Evening wound up
4000 miles and counting
A million steps from home
Without any forewarning
Your hands around my throat
I guess I'll learn to live with the cold
What
better by your side
We both know not to say what we feel anymore
Baby I would do anything to be by your side
Instead of all alone
Millions of miles from
a sign oh my
This guy he just drives by
On the back of his shirt
Not to miss
We are all one
I can see a million miles
When
a million, billion, trillion miles away (ha-ah)
He asked my sign, I said a Sag'
I'm a star, sheriff badge
What's the point if I'm guardin'?
Double D up,
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