Colt Keith's Lament

[Verse] Bases loaded It's in my hand I step to the plate Tryin' to make a stand But the pitch comes fast It's just too quick Swing and miss Strike one I feel so sick It's been a tough year Can't seem to find my groove Strugglin' at the plate So much to prove I'm chasin' dreams But they keep slip away Each game feels like a battle Nothin' goes my way [Verse 2] Ground balls Fly balls They all find a way To land in gloves Where they shouldn't stay I used to feel the joy The thrill of the game But now it's just frustration Nothing feels the same