Pain, I Love That Feel
This song tries to capture the indomitable spirit of the athlete, training hard, with eyes only on one’s goal, not giving in to fear or pain and pushing oneself beyond what the body thinks it can.
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The firing of the pistol
The blow of the whistle
The call to fight
Day or night
When I hear go
Like a wound spring
when floodgates open
I rush forward
Like there's no tomorrow
My muscles are sore
my tank's empty
my body says stop
But my mind says
One fuckin more
Pumping iron
Jumping jacks
Pounding the bag
Blazing the tracks
No time for fear
No time for critics to hear
The naysayers and the seers
Can kiss my arse
For victory is mine
I ain't never ever looking back
No time for fear
No time for critics to hear
The naysayers and the seers
Can kiss my arse
For victory is mine
I ain't never looking back
My muscles are sore
my tank's empty
my body says stop
But my mind says
One fuckin more
Everything and everybody
Standing between me and my goal
Are illusions my mind creates
For the body thinks its limited
While mind flies to its goal
My will makes my mind
One with my body
Moving to my mind's command
Divine philosophy in fluid poetry.
My muscles are sore
my tank's empty
my body says stop
But my mind says
One fuckin more
Pain Pain Pain, It wants to make me kneel
Pain, Oh how I love that feel
Pain, makes me feel alive
Pain can have its say
When I've crossed the victory line
But before that
For pain I don't have time.
My muscles are sore
my tank's empty
my body say stop
But my mind says
One fuckin more…
© Praveen Vava 2018