can't keep up Lyrics

This week's getting away from me

This year's getting away from me

This world spins at a rate frankly I can't keep up with

Life got no problem passing me by with its gospel

As I sit quiet with my bottled depression hiding my ho-

EVERYBODY MOVE IT!

Have you ever seen sad sardines?

Just look up and around

Haven't we just been jammed, squashed in, cooked up for a minute now?

I've been homesick from the isolation

I've been claustrophobic from the clarity that never came

I feel my ambition beginning to cave

That's too deep

Guess I better fall back

Every instinct shouts "RETREAT!"

Shoulda came wearing a helmet, not a ball cap

Talladega Nights, everybody like to go fast

Everybody life philosophy NASCAR while I'm trailing behind in the back

This week's getting away from me

This year's getting away from me

This world spins at a rate frankly I can't keep up with

Life got no problem passing me by with its gospel

As I sit quiet with my bottled depression hiding my hollow obsessions

Between the unchecked box on my list and the scars on my wrist, I'm so lost

What should I fix? (Huh?)

You must hate how unresponsive I might be when you talk spit spitely bout all he odd misfits like me

Between the unchecked box on my list and the scars on my wrist, I'm so lost

What should I fix?

Talladega Nights, everybody like to go fast

Everybody life philosophy NASCAR while I'm trailing behind in the back

This week's getting away from me

This year's getting away from me

This world spins at a rate frankly I can't keep up with

Life got no problem passing me by with its gospel

As I sit quiet with my bottled depression hiding my hollow ob-

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me under your feet

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me fall to my knees

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me under your feet

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me fall to my knees

Talladega Nights, everybody like to go fast

Everybody life philosophy NASCAR while I'm trailing behind in the back

This week's getting away from me

This year's getting away from me

This world spins at a rate frankly I can't keep up with

Life got no problem passing me by with its gospel

As I sit quiet with my bottled depression hiding my hollow obsessions

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me under your feet

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see

You must like to see me fall to my knees