Life Moves

Sometimes I move too fast

Sometimes I move too slow

Sometimes I don't move anywhere at all

Lungs black with smoke

Sometimes I wish I said the right thing

But it just keeps getting caught up in my throat

We're all living the same days

But the rhythm keeps keeps on changing

And you can't keep up the pace

With the end in sight

We're just trying to survive

Tired around the eyes

I've been caught so many times

I'm not sure if I've ever been free at all

Guts tied in knots around all this shit we've lost

We're still trying to digest these old ghosts

Life moves way to slow

Like you don't got anywhere good to go

Life moves way to fast

The days and weeks pile up and they won't last

Life moves not at all