Slow Motion

Here I am, feeling the feeling I get

When I stare at the ceiling a bit too long

And I get too lost in my head

To recall the where exit is marked on the map

Try to learn back, take a breath 'fore I start to react

But it's long been a pattern I've had and it's hard to reject

Hard to connect all the dots when the line that I draw's in the sand

And I'm back on my bullshit, living out of compulsion

Set adrift on the raft that I crafted, ain't shit but to laugh when I crash

And it splits and I drown in the ocean

Oh shit, I'm back here again

With loneliness and go figure I found me a friend in it