In Slow Motion
What if all our moments
Were rendered in bits
Every goddamn word
That has passed through our lips
Every little flinch
Each fumbled attempt
Every acquiescence and every offense
A pixel perfect way back machine
Of my shame
Everything i stood for a myth to maintain
Erases in an instant
What i thought i knew
An incidental upshot
Of forgotten truths
None of it's real
But somehow i still feel
In slow motion
On the screen
I caught something true
No one's ever seen
In slow motion
Frame by frame
I saw something new
That changes everything
None of it's real
But somehow i still feel
A pixel perfect way back machine
Of my shame
Everything i stood for a myth to maintain
Erases in an instant
What i thought i knew
An incidental upshot
Of forgotten truths
What if every pleasure
Each moment adored
Is right there in the index
For you to explore
How long before you
Can't help give in to the urge
Once you're in the archive
You never emerge
Flawed nostalgia
Torn away
Just a filtered hue
That colored everything
Everything
Colored everything
Everything
Colored everything
In slow motion
On the screen
I caught something true
No one's ever seen
In slow motion
Frame by frame
I saw something new
That changes everything
Changes everything
Everything
Changes everything
Everything"