When This Begins - Only Real

Time moves much quicker now

It never used to

Move so fast

I guess we’re all grown up

And I

Don’t want to wait no more

I never used to

Guess I’m all grown up

Weeks like passing the days

Sleep show me wild gardens ablaze

Go down ghost town lie of the chase

So we float round slow down while I fuck the bass

Edged in head spins, take it away

Methylene medicines made in a day

And it never lasts come round quick than the time before

Time before

Hurts man

Hurts man

Hurts man

Hurts man

In a mood I assumed on who knew

Knew what roots could soon come to one

I’m cruising through

The truth is loosest to the

Still try starts cartoons and fruit

Starting the day lit til the brain quits

March til dark like martians made it

March til dark and pass the pain

Pass the pain, pass the pain