Slow Lyrics
I'm a shooting star maker
Who takes no shit from a double dare sayer
And all the boys line up
To take their sip from the basement cup
But you have time
To take it slow
You read his words
And now you know
You found it there
With your back to the garage and your head on the stairs
You're waking up
The kick in your head, you can't get enough
And whatever it is
You wanna be there
And wherever it is
You wanna be there
But you have time
To take it slow
You read his words
And now you know