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please don’t
slow me down
if i’m going too fast.

literal lyrics
i was screaming
yesterday
around six pm.

jumping in the studio
sweat soaked
heart racing
driving bass
drums
familiar riff:

all these years
trying to convince myself
that moderation isn’t
some kind of con
or cop out for the cowardly.

yeah, the night's not over,
it doesn’t always
have to be full speed,

you're not trying hard enough
i repeatedly
try to convince
the voice in my head.

the wait is over,
i’m now taking over
you're no longer laughing,
i’m not drowning fast enough.