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ams - slow down lyrics

[verse 1: ams]

i’m asking you to…step back and breathe for 5 minutes/
the sp-ce for grace is fickle, but time is infinite/
any clock is subtle script of digits with forged limits/
mechanized ticks as gifts combating life’s dissonance/
your position is the short distance between 2 points/
the sputtering cl!ck on life’s vinyl platter between 2 joints/
infinite fractions of sp-ce to react in/
a muted scream for action that knocks gently or comes crashing in/
that beyond metaphysical understanding/
like are you standing still, or is the earth moving faster than you’re planning/
5 minutes is a lifetime, one hour is an eye blink/
never sure of the outcomes, we underuse the term “i think”/
we spend the days dizzy, wrapped tight in our personal h-lls/
calendar stressing and red x-in, playing ourselves/
toss and turn over a new leaf, barely sleep the whole night/
stretching for the next hurdle, unsure of how to reach the height/
trade the day’s nightmares for what-ifs and lottery daydreams/
until the cigarette is burned clean, along with any finer schemes/
find a mold or bracket to fit our happiness average/
attack life with avarice, and take bitter sips at a gl-ss of bad habits/
dying for a scapegoat for out of tune swan songs/
late 20s life of misguided crisis, feels like you got it all wrong/
long on excuses, forever falling short/
fiending for the wrong meanings of leaving behind a beautiful corpse/
(slow down)//

[verse 2: ams]:

“sometimes i wanna stop the world from spinning and step out of it”/
a wise man once said over breakbeats he was fed/
ill-tended heart pinned to sleeve, dulled from misuse/
can’t consume a full plate of fears, so we chew our self-esteem issues/
trying to find a slogan, desperate to trust/
so we tackle other people’s issues, as long as they don’t affect us/
what’s the fuss cousin? don’t discuss the repercussions/
it’s us buzzing about the next big thing coming, talking loud and saying nothing/
supposed suffering, the war video takes forever bufferin’/
trying to feel the horror bleed through the screen, less real if it doesn’t/
if only there were words for the strife/
from the news tonight: disapproval from you, but that headline is someone’s life/
treat it like party favors and busted balloons/
when you realize the future you were told to fear is coming rather soon/
tinge of apprehension in a chillier spot/
stage-lights at a million watts, time is more than what you keep on your watch/
spilling your guts trying to digest the discussion/
that seasick queasy feeling revealed when your speech has repercussions/
privileged difficulty, cut you some slack/
wish on a dead clock for that fifteen minutes of ignorant facebook fame back/
crystal clear revelation molding cataracts/
whitman’s mult-tudes as leaves of gr-ss, crushed underfoot by cruel fact/
that stinging sp-ce where the world is your opponent/
time won’t budge, so catch some reflection in the moment/
(slow down)//

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