Well, I keep going around this empty Ferris wheel
I'm forgetting how it feels just to feel
I realise it's something I do to myself
But for the life of me I can't seem to get out
I know it's not that bad, I'll keep my head above
Keep those clouds below my neck and my shoulders
They're turning dark and grey like they're about to pop
Even if they turn black, I still won't let them drop
I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too
Don't wanna get off before you do
But no one wants to be the last one in line
So how the fuck do we find the right time?
I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too
Don't wanna get off before you do
But no one wants to be the last one in line
So how the fuck do we find the right time?
I never thought that I'd find myself in this place
Constantly having to retie my own shoelace
It comes undone with every second step I take
Now it's a trend I can't pretend that I can shake
I'm well aware that it can't go like this for good
If nothing changes soon, I guess it's me that should
There's part of me that wants to always stay this way
The other part is petrified I'll be too late
I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too
Don't wanna get off before you do
But no one wants to be the last one in line
So how the fuck do we find the right time?
I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too
Don't wanna get off before you do
But no one wants to be the last one in line
So how the fuck do we find the right time?
