Everything in Slow Motion
Coma
Away I go. This season’s taking control
Away I go. I give up, you grow cold
Maybe I’m too blind, to see the other side

Take your time. I’ll be here when you arrive
Lose your pride, and leave it all behind

Away I go. Through a door you’ve never closed
Maybe I’m convinced, it was you that asked for this

I hope you find what you’re looking for