[Intro, Slow Fade-In, Lo-Fi Hiss] (Fingers drum on a glass jar) (Faint hum of an amp warming up) [Verse 1, Stripped Back Groove] I don’t owe the clock a damn thing Breathin' like the sky ain’t closing in They scream “move,” but I don’t flinch I’m too high to hurry, too soft to win [Chorus, Fuzzy Guitar Enters] Let 'em run ‘til their wires burn I sit in the sun and let the fuckers churn No badge in this stillness, just truth in the blur I’m not slow 'cause I’m lost — I’m slow 'cause I prefer [Verse 2, Swirling Delay] Coffee’s cold, and I still sip it News like acid, I don’t trip it Pressure’s just a leash in gold But my body’s learned to fold — not to hold [Chorus, Stronger Bass, Slight Reverb Swell] Let 'em sprint into the smoke Chasin’ power, dyin’ broke Me? I’m sittin’ in the here Where no one shouts and nothing steers [Bridge, Low-Voiced Harmony, Minimal Backing] Hurry is a system’s breath Speed is how they sell us death But slow… Slow is how the soul says no [Chorus, Soft Return, Slight Backing Vocal Echo] Let 'em race toward some gold screen I’m in the crack between the scenes No guilt in this molasses flow I'm still here — just not your show [Outro, Hazy Fuzz Fade, Ambient Guitars] (Silence is a fucking protest) (Time ain’t a god) (And I’m too damn holy to rush) [End]
