Oh, I still remember grasslands Run so fast my lungs gasping for air I'll never breathe again Hold it tighter than mom grasping my hand Run so fast I dislocate my shoulder Never wait till I'm older Keep myself contained and busy, flying high again Time and again Consider it a vitamin Got a feeling that I'm bound to it My conduit My favorite way to waste my time Got my socks and my t-shirt on the couch Got my ceiling on the ground Oh I'll never leave the ground
