Distance over Time -

Guess you could call it cheeky

It’s foul stuff

But as the night gets blurry

It’s hard to get enough

Unimpressive foolish business

By which you’ll fall flat

Like Christa once asked me

«Kid, aren’t you smarter than that?»

Well, be it a bad habit of mine

Guess you could call it

Distance over time

Just as my head starts rushing

And time slips away

It beats me up just somewhat

But I guess I’ll be okay

Knee deep in mostly nonsense

It’s an eerie place

But I never crossed the line, I just took it

Right up my face

I wouldn’t consider it no serious crime

Just merely

Distance over time

Oh, body’s shaking

A drop of sweat

Things that were on my mind, they’re now easy to forget

Countless miscalculations

Haven’t slept for days

But Newton’s beside me and he’ll help me win this race

Could it be I’m losing my mind

From all this

Distance over time?

Everyone’s got their vices so I’m

Hot-wiring with some

Distance over time, woo!