- Song Name: Slow Motion
- Artist Name: Third Eye Blind
- Album: A Collection
- Songwriter: Stephan Jenkins
- Release Date: 2006.07.11
LYRICS FOR "Slow Motion"
Ms. Jones taught me English
But I think I just shot her son
'Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it but man
His flesh explode
Slow motion
We tend to die young
Slow motion
What a brother knows
Slow motion
Now the cops will get me
But girl
I'll take your pants off
I gotta a little bit of blow
We could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke
And her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion
We'll remember these days
Slow motion
Urban life decay's
Slow motion
And at home
My sister's eating paint chips again
Maybe
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
And wouldn't you see
My neighbor's beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There's an art to his fist as he swings
Oh man
And death slides close to me
Won't grow old to be
A junkie whineo creep
Hollywood glamorized my wrath
I'm the young urban psycho path
I incite murder for your entertainment
'Cause I needed the money
What's your excuse? The joke's on you
Slow motion
(Ahh)
Oh yeah
Slow motion
(Ahh)
Ahh
(Ahh)
Ooh
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