I don't feel well
Til I'm on the edge of something else
Does somebody here sell
A way to be a memory worth saving
Keep it to myself
Cause I've got an issue if you can't tell
A hand on a shoulder has meant to me
More than I've been saying
Slow one
I just want a slow one
Linger in a low sun
Happiness a warm gun
Slow one
I just want a slow one
Truth is a hard sell
And nobody's buying if you can't tell
Stay in the fast lane
And miss the scene
Is not the game I'm playing
Remind myself
That I'm on a mission to raise somе hell
Pick up the pace
Blеssed by the day
Give it a tune - cause all I'm saying is:
Slow one
I just want a slow one
Linger in a low sun
Happiness a warm gun
Slow one
I just want a slow one
From a run
To a crawl
When does one
Become all?
