| Alright
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| Right now
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| I’m in prison and I think I built my own cell
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| Prophets speak softly, homie, they don’t yell
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| Only those that hear my music know my lower depths
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| The doer does, the knower rests
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| The scholar learns, the sage forgets
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| If I could wrap my head around it, then I might get a shot
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| I get what I think about, whether I like it or not
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| When things go wrong, life doesn’t stop
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| I need to quit pollutin' my mind with sex and violence
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| The secret that I’m seekin' was left in silence
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| And my microphone is pointin' God’s finger
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| I’m a saint disguised as a pop singer
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| Here’s a fun fact
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| Most people leave their potential untapped
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| There will be more than camping gear to unpack
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| Sometimes you gotta go there just so you could come back
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| Slow it down
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| I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| I say, slow it down
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| I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| My foot hurts, I didn’t get sleep
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| My dad died, my horoscope ain’t in sync
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| I’m misunderstood and Twitter is ruthless
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| Uh-oh, I think my problems are excuses
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| For not bein' who I know I am
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| I’m 31, there’s no one left to hold my hand
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| Though I believe I got someone watchin' over me
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| I believe I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be
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| I believe that even when the road is bleak
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| That these obstacles were set up just for me
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| In family matters, I’m on some Urkel shit
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| Postin' on a primo beat, this some full circle shit
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| I believe that no matter how high the hurdles get
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| I can flip this whole thing into an internal win
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| Life ain’t meant to be a heavy thing
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| Met Ram Dass, he told me, «Just love everything»
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| Fall in Michigan, there’s wisdom in my looseleaf
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| For the first time, I feel like the true me
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| Slow it down
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| I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| I say, slow it down
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| I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| Some days, I can’t get outta bed
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| Crippled by negative thoughts inside my head
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| Like why do I always stop before my limits?
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| And why am I only good at lovin' people from a distance?
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| Why am I so vain? |
| Obsessed with fitness
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| Why are the only people I’m around my assistants?
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| But wait, the last time I felt this way
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| I bucked up, kept goin', and got my shit straight
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| Diddy told me go with my heart
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| So my focus is art, not where I go on the chart
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| The divine light in me loves to glow in the dark
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| If my life was a movie, we’d be approaching the part
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| Where the hero wins and learns don’t
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| Chase what you already got and returns home
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| Those who say, don’t know, those who know, don’t say
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| I’m done walking with the herd, it’s time I go my own way
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| Slow it down
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| I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| I say, slow it down
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| Yeah, I still got the feeling, baby
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| Slow it down
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| No more runnin' around
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slow It Down , by - Mike Posner. Song from the album Keep Going, in the genre Поп