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Written by whitfield crane and tom fletcher
Slower than nowhere
Playing hide and seek
Walking from room to room
Will you follow me
Will you challenge me
My destiny will follow me
And set me free
And set me free
Slower than nowhere
Cold in the mid-west
Don’t take away my shine
Asking me something
Giving me nothing
That’s okay, take your time
Prelude to madness
Certain circles hold
Fall to the west side, I’ll take my own
Come on now, come on now
Down to my luck and
Speaking of nothing
Feeling the ground move under me
Do you feel the same
Do you feel the same
Slower than nowhere
I feel the ground move under me
Slower than nowhere
Prelude to madness
Certain circles hold
Fall to the wayside, I’ll take my own
Come on now
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