Slow people, slow people
Im always running
There's no time to k**
And no, im not sorry
If I move faster than you
Bellowing down halls
The stone cold maze of walls
Ripping right through the creases
Slow people, slow people
Spinning out and I couldn't brake the pedal
(pounding nails and i couldn't break the metal)
And when the flowers came out
Beggars came
To waste my time
And I try to explain
No you won't take it
You can't get it
You can't get it
And you won't
Because you know that I'm alone
I am the dead man of the earth
I've seen my ghost
Can't give it away
Can't give it away
Can't get it
Some pray for, some are bold
Bellowing down halls
The stone cold maze of walls
Ripping right through the creases