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Where the hell is the slow train that lets me enjoy the ride! Everything is moving so fast my eyes cannot keep up My heart on a steep slide I have applied my breaks but still we collide I have asked to slow down and switch gears but there is no derailing your obsession and this my biggest fear! This ride we have been on- your standing so close I cannot rightly even see you. I have had no chance to sit back and take anything in Everything is moving too fast and I need a strap on my chin That type of ride is not what I am looking for Where the hell is my slow ride with ease and relaxed view? I want time to reflect and understand more than the surface of you But the gears will not change, the ride won't slow down So I will get off this train in the smallest of **** towns As long as I have space for myself without the guilt or a frown I will hang my traveling hat up and sit down
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
Slow Train
Where the hell is the slow train that lets me enjoy the ride! Everything is moving so fast my eyes cannot keep up My heart on a steep slide I have applied my breaks but still we collide I have asked to slow down and switch gears but there is no derailing your obsession and this my biggest fear! This ride we have been on- your standing so close I cannot rightly even see you. I have had no chance to sit back and take anything in Everything is moving too fast and I need a strap on my chin That type of ride is not what I am looking for Where the hell is my slow ride with ease and relaxed view? I want time to reflect and understand more than the surface of you But the gears will not change, the ride won't slow down So I will get off this train in the smallest of **** towns As long as I have space for myself without the guilt or a frown I will hang my traveling hat up and sit down
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
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