I believe
You've had something that's mine
All this time
Slow to singalong crawl
Fork it over

I live among
The alarms, where I trip
Where they sing
Slow to singalong crawl
They come over

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Up the hill
Goes the time, rides the beat
Of my step
Slow to singalong crawl
Undiscovered

And all the years
At quarter speed, haloed and
Trembling clean
Slow to singalong crawl
Turning over

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Slow down, ladies
Slow down now

These things get louder
These things get louder

The live alarms
And your true villain love
Are kept at bay
Slow to singalong crawl
Like you wrote it

Will the beams
Be broke and crossed, motion sense
It's our heat
Slow to singalong crawl
It's not over

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Slow down, ladies
Slow down now

These things get louder
These things get louder

Slow to singalong crawl
Slow to singalong crawl

You will find moves
You will find moves
You will find moves
You will find moves
You will find moves
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

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Writer(s): CARL ALLAN NEWMAN