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Downhill Racers

Hold your breath, dear

This ship is going down

We're all downhill

Running with our time-bombs

These shins are cracked and splintered

These lips are crusted shut

These squinting eyes just sting me

These veins are drying me upAll my limbs

They're just tools

We're all stilted vehicles

These joints rust

These pores leak

Time gets selfish

Time is speedThe sweetest dreams

Have murdered me

They murdered me

They murdered meLike the fear of unskilled labor

In the nuclear family

It's the nightmare of digression

That engulfs a historyAll my limbs

They're just tools

Duplicated, mass-produced

Running down

Losing speed

Time escapes us

Timing's everything

EverythingEverything

This is the tic in the heart

Everything

This is the beating of the clock

Everything

This is an absent blood clot

Everything

These are the seconds that I've lost

Everything

This is the slow-rush hour

Everything's so rushed (this is the slow-rush hour)

Everything

This is the slow rush

Songwriters

Kasher, Tim / Maginn, Matthew Ryan / Pedersen, Steve Mark / Schnase, Clint FrederickPublished by

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