Slowed Down - Kemopetrol

Blacker days can misbehave

Read my thoughts, rip off a page

Count me out, count me in

Blacker days can misbehave

Heading for an early grave

That’s the place, that’s the face

I recall

I close the case

Now I can breathe the air

Release the weight

But I can’t escape

From myself

Race the race

Face to face

Touch and embrace

It’s down this ugly town

Downtown

I feel slowed down

Were my eyes open wide

When you turned into a part of me?

Guess we both took it well

Can I keep it all inside?

Slowed down, gone wide