Slow down,
So I can hear myself think
And the ground that's beneath us has no time to sink
And the wind rushing past us has no where to go
And the clock in my chest is just starting to slow
Speed up,
And I'll catch my breath
Surpass all the odds and we will avert death
The ticking hand tells me that you're all I need
And swallows me whole, as I'm lost in the speed.
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