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I'm dodging bullets and I'm moving fast

If there is good luck its deep in my past

Looking over my shoulder and gaining on me

It's a whole new twist on an old tragedy

It's all in the outlook that's what I'm told

But from where I look out it's sure getting old

I always end up in the lost and found

I'm getting kind of tired

Of being, kicked around

Kicked around seems like every day

I'm bruised, battered and fading away

Here I am laying on the ground

I'm being, kicked around

I'm quick on my feet but sometimes I slip

I'm hanging on tight but losing my grip

I'm leaving on time but I'm always late

I'm sliding in home but missing the plate

I've had enough now here is the deal

It's time for a change and I'm taking the wheel

I won't end up in the lost and found

I'm getting kind of tired

Of being, kicked around

Kicked around it's a brand new game

It's the second half and I'm ready to play

I'm the dog who escaped the pound

I'm through being kicked around