I'm in slowmotion
Motivations slipping over notifications
While work gets standing ovations
Orientation portrait painted over statements seems
Unfair but what's one dare
On a scale of them there
For two players
On tops of layers that's made of frail paint
I'm mad late with the shit
But my flow come quick
Like back payments
Through days of different laments
In the back of the Bible
Car just won't f*cking move
I think it's stuck in Idols
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion
I take a Midol
And place the middle of the booking
To the dude who stands up looking
For a slight affair
I'd give you my soul
But if only you deserved it
Would be perfect
If I timed it right and made it worth it
But I'm sitting on my couch just wishing
That hermits could be doubts of what I never even mentioned
What's his name
Oh, what's his name
What's his name
Is this dude even playing the same game
The board's been morphed into a whore
And I really do implore you
I would like to explore the exportation
To be frank
I need a vacation
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion