Sure you have. Whattaya' think this is?
A car
Yer' lookin' at this thing bass ackwards. This is a 20th Century time machine. I'm the captain and you're the navigator. Out there... that's the future. Back there... well that's the past. If life's moving too slow and you wanna' project
Yourself into the future you step here on the gas right here. See? Ha ha
It's like I'm holding on with broken hands
I see these lies out the corner of my eye
When i grow up i wanna be a ghost
So i can see how you feel when i'm not as close
If you wanna slow her down. Well hell you just step on the brake here and you slow her down. This is the present Phillip. Enjoy it while it lasts
Ill pretend i'm in my old bed
Tired eyes, tuck me in, pat me on the head
Construct a world in which i'm safe again
Growing up
Giving up
I wish i'd never left
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