Moving in Slow Songtext
von A Great Big Pile of Leaves
Moving in Slow Songtext
Stumbling,
And having trouble holding up my head.
Flickering dots,
I got up too fast again.
Didn′t see it coming,
Lost in the television.
All taste is tasteless,
When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
We′re missing the seasons!
Worrying about the traffic,
And accurate predictions of weather conditions.
Travel by speeding,
And grow tall but stop growing.
All taste is tasteless,
When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
Where did I go?
Moving in slow.
And having trouble holding up my head.
Flickering dots,
I got up too fast again.
Didn′t see it coming,
Lost in the television.
All taste is tasteless,
When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
We′re missing the seasons!
Worrying about the traffic,
And accurate predictions of weather conditions.
Travel by speeding,
And grow tall but stop growing.
All taste is tasteless,
When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
Where did I go?
Moving in slow.
Writer(s): Fazzi Matthew, Soucy Tyler Jordan, Weiland Peter Joseph, Yaro Nathanael Tucker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
