I can't remember how many times youve told me to slow down
It seems everytime you do I tune out the sound
Everything is easier going at high speeds
No longer do I have so many wants and needs

Don't even think about slowing down now
Thinking always seems to cause us more problems somehow
Just like drinking lets us lose our inhabitions
Half the time it causes me to make fucked up decisions

I'll hit that corner and I wont make it round
All this will be reduced to dust in the ground
Id be lying if I said I didn't care
But lyings now second nature
Youll say it's not fair
What's fair