Slow Down by Eliza Shaddad Lyrics
Slow down
You’ll tire yourself out if you tear round
Like a small kid at a fairground
High on sugar and heights
Breathe in
Let out the mess you’ve been keeping
Your feelings are making my mind spin
And I don’t want to fight
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Tell me
Do you still feel like a phoney
And when you ask to be lonely
Yeah, is that what you mean
If so, just take time
I do not mean to be unkind
Just to find a place you can unwind
And then come back to me
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Slow down
You’ll tire yourself out if you tear round
Like a small kid at a fairground
High on sugar and heights
You’ll tire yourself out if you tear round
Like a small kid at a fairground
High on sugar and heights
Breathe in
Let out the mess you’ve been keeping
Your feelings are making my mind spin
And I don’t want to fight
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Tell me
Do you still feel like a phoney
And when you ask to be lonely
Yeah, is that what you mean
If so, just take time
I do not mean to be unkind
Just to find a place you can unwind
And then come back to me
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Yeah, it surprises me
You seem so ordinary
One moment and the next you’re insane
And every movement I make
Is a lousy mistake
Yeah, you’d think I would learn from the pain
Slow down
You’ll tire yourself out if you tear round
Like a small kid at a fairground
High on sugar and heights