Crawling on the ceiling feel a little sleep deprived feel a little happy when you tell a white lie 
I don’t need a reason why I can’t look in your eyes
I don’t have those feelings everybody seems to find

Gonna take it slow if that’s ok, and I know it’s not
Yeah you’d think I’d grow out of feeling like it’s my fault 
I don’t really know where to go or what I want
Gonna take it slow cause I don’t want this to to stop

I can tell you’re leaving, leaving everything behind
I can’t stop this speaking, saying things that I don’t like
I can’t stop this reaching searching for a better line
I am always reading, reading into people’s minds

Gonna take it slow if that’s ok, and I know it’s not
Yeah you’d think I’d grow out of feeling like it’s my fault 
I don’t really know where to go or what I want
Gonna take it slow cause I don’t want this to to stop

Take It Slow

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