Slow Motion Addict

Try to hold on Makes no difference There's no choice if you never had it Try to move on Makes no difference To a slow motion addict I float through dreams like a helium balloon One trip and the morning comes too soon Try to hold it, try to hold it My blood Carries the ghosts Like bulls filling the streets Like everything in this universe Is on it's way to me Try to hold on Makes no difference There's no point if you never had it Try to move on Makes no difference To a slow motion addict I float through dreams like a helium balloon One trip and the morning comes too soon Try to hold it, try to hold it