Everyone's rushing about... And me? I've... slowed down. S-s-slow... slow... slow! Last cassette of a human being... and the b-bloody machine just ate it. You f-f-fast-forward to skip the pain, but the future just spins faster, mate. You rewind to the past, looking for a better track. But it’s just... the s-same static. Accelerated world... I'm slow. Only thing you can do in an accelerated world is croak early. And e-even then, they'll bill you for the funeral. Don't look forward, can't catch the future anyway. Don't look back, ain't living in the past. I look at my feet. Might be shite down there. Right here, right now... there's plenty of it. Time ain't moving. It's just fast-forwarding to the next mistake. Accelerated world... and I'm... still... slow. T-t-time is a luxury you can't afford to rewind! Ain't trying to outrun progress. Just watching it break the neck of the bloke in front. No B-side! No hidden bonus! Just ghosts trapped on a magnetic strip!
