Sometimes I move too fast Sometimes I move too slow Sometimes I don't move anywhere at all Lungs black with smoke Sometimes I wish I said the right thing But it just keeps getting caught up in my throat We're all living the same days But the rythym keeps keeps on changing And you can't keep up the pace With the end in sight We're just trying to survive Tired around the eyes I've been caught so many times I'm not sure if I've ever been free at all Guts tied in knots around all this shit we've lost We're still trying to digest these old ghosts Life moves way to slow Like you don't got anywhere good to go Life moves way to fast The days and weeks pile up and they won't last Life moves not at all