He stopped by and I didn't even recognize He looked shaky and sweaty and puffy and petrified He said that thing in California is kind of compromised And I was hoping you'd help me Man, I'm so sick of running The doctors said that it was all in his head Then they discovered the blood Tried to duck out but we still got stuck Like a sneaker in the Mississippi mud Speeding through your story of guns and guts and glory And I'm hoping what you're saying is true Dude, you've got to slow down if you want me to save you He jerked around when we joked about the runner's high He said now that is one high I've never tried He said that thing in California is kind of compromised Someone must have said something Man, I'm so sick of running The doctors said that it was all in his head Then they discovered the blood Tried to duck out but we still got stuck Like a sneaker in the Mississippi mud Prancing all around like some Kansas City clown I'm praying what you're saying is true Dude, you've got to sit still if you want me to save you So quickly from city to city We never knew what state we were in They got me at some hospital and made me take medicine It rolled over me slowly And then it pretty much did me in Warm water and the nurses just floating When I came to in Houston I felt absolutely nothing No voices, no visions Absolutely nothing No pressure, no Jesus No crashes, no hassles I remember a dream about you Getting hit on the head And left to bleed to death in the vestibule And then it came true The pills they prescribed they made me fragile and fried I felt full body fuzzy then touchy I want you to help me Man, I'm so sick of running Someone must have said something Man, I'm so sick of running Someone must have said something Man, I'm so sick of running