I used to sit in my room with a journal and write out what I thought my life would become
And at my lowest I was only hoping I'd eventually see some kind of freedom
Now I'm older and this roller-coaster is a ride that doesn't even really seem fun
But I said that I wouldn't get off the ride, well, at least not before it seemed done
I remember when all I worried bout was grades
But those were simpler days
All those days seeking praise led to more seeking praise
Thought I was stuck in my ways, but the standard was the same
The world moves too fast
I can't keep up
I swear nothing lasts
Time doesn't heap up
It's always running out
But until my death creeps up
I can still seek love, I can still seek love
The world, the world's
Gotta slow down, gotta slow down
The world, the world's
Gotta slow down, and it's gotta do it now
If it's time and the sky's falling
You won't ever see my eyes bawling
But if I mess up with my calling
I'll be hoping that my time stalls
All this baggage is what I'm hauling
And with myself I'm brawling
If time goes on but I'm stalling
I'll be screaming inside my walls
The world moves too fast, I can't keep up
And sometimes I wish, time would just heap up
Something needs to last, so until my death creeps up
I can still seek love, I can still seek love