I need my time back
It's never gonna last
I know when I go so fast
I know I'm gonna crash
I look out over everything
I'm not coming back
I need my credit card
I left it in the barn
I counted up all my coins
I know I won't get far
You're trying not to laugh
Good luck with that, never gonna last
Undressed, I realize I'm living in a contest
I bet you know that feeling
And you're all the better for it
All it is a mental form of time-lapse
I clap as the pictures all fly past
And you are my cheerleaders
I want my baby back
No shame, no pride
I have no identity without you by my side
You're trying not to laugh, so much for that
I wanna turn back, I'll see you in the past
Unless you realizе you're living in a contest
You bet I know that feeling
All it is a mеntal form of time-lapse
I clap as the pictures all fly past
I am your cheerleader