i get on with things
i move up and accomplish things
but then i go downstairs on my computer
i see all the music i found the night before
i try to run away, get away
but no
i get lost and the hours start flying by once again
i imagine myself on fast forward
leaving the setting
mild expression changes
all through the day
hot cold season gonna sink in my sweat
no one is ever gonna make it there yet
can't even cope with it
then it passed me by
fast slow living is holding me back
wishing that you never ever told me that
can't even cope to make it last
then it passed me by
lost all reason for playing these games
better quit staring 'cause you're looking the same
can't even cope to make a change
then it passed you by
