Pacing Slowly

Week by week I'm pacing slowly
Losing time with my feet
I'm tracking mud all through the hallway
Please wait patiently
For me

These conversations end up fine
But it's the fact that I don't remember why I ever started lying
Is it resilience?
Or that my parents were trying their best
To provide in the midst of prepubescent consequences

Now i haven't had the same room for longer than a year
Nine months to be exact until my neighbors think i've disappeared
I'm just on to the next
Called my moms third grade best friend
That i found in her Rolodex
That's my undeveloped prefrontal cortex

Though i have no regrets
I would surly place a bet
That by the age of 26
I'd have a white lighter or picket fence

That's why it's week by week
I'm pacing slowly
Losing time with my feet
I'm tracking mud all through the hallway
Please wait patiently
For me
For me
For me



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