[Verse 1]
From the first cry of a babe
'Til the age of 25
I searched my soul to find myself
But I'm still unrecognized
One-way streets, walls of concrete
Two restless feet's all I've got
Oh Lord, I'm so afraid
With third of my life shot
[Chorus]
And I get out of breath
Watching the world spin so fast
My future becomes my past
My mind gets hung so bad
That I get out of breath
[Verse]
It's alright for the successful
To tell you "Take your time
Have patience, understanding"
While the suicide rates climb
I work all day to try and pay back
Debts that won't go down
I can't say that I'm lost
No, I just ain't been found
[Chorus]
And I get out of breath
Watching the world spin so fast
My future becomes my past
My mind gets hung so bad
That I get out of breath
[Verse 3]
People spend more time
Asking forgiveness than being good
Everyone's out stealing
Or home plannin' how they could
Double standards make good Band-Aids
That strip us of our pride
Our morals have decayed, yeah
And this I cannot bide
[Chorus]
And I get out of breath
Watching the world spin so fast
My future becomes my past
My life gets hung so bad
That I get out of breath
I Get Out of Breath was written by P.F. Sloan.
I Get Out of Breath was produced by Bones Howe.
The Turtles released I Get Out of Breath on Wed Dec 31 1969.