At a snail's pace

I show my horns At a snail's pace I gave you my heart

Stuffed in a train car, with fifteen strangers, sixteen total Moving along at a snail's pace One hits the floor with a thud - and that's just the start

A small country with a clock Moving at a snail's pace The arms dealer builds himself a palace

The seasons go by at a snail's pace And I sing the happy days The seasons go by at a snail's pace And I sing the happy days

And even though I forget my friends' names sometimes. And my Mercedes hardly leaves the garage anymore. Because whenever I creep through the streets at a snail's pace, Everyone honks and yells, "Hey, come on, old man, drive already!"

On the sky nothing happens, people control the ways Childhood passed definitely too fast, we both are tired Unfortunatelly it's impossible to go the highway at a snail's pace Whistle is an advantage in itself, that show defects

I wanna run away (nothing but mistakes, like an idiot) Again today (away from excuses too) It’s ingrained (chugging along at a snail’s pace) It’s becoming a habit

But I noticed Follow behind at a snail's pace. Your vision and my view

Has left without water... water is missing I was driving at a snail's pace In a never-ending line