I feel there's no place left to hide Drowning in slow motion From myself, I am left behind Is this fate imagined? Blackened horizon Light has withdrawn All behold the bloodshed Down upon your knees All extol the godsend

Yeah yeah yeah (yeah, ooh) Feels like slow motion, we're floating at the speed (yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Louder (louder) Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher (uhh, yeah, higher) It's like standing in the ocean We just rocked Coachella, I gave her half of the

Boat to an island on the wall Shooting season's open To be aware Future singing in the field A hand striking in slow motion To care, or not to care To be there In the distant and uncertain In an old Iberian hotel room

I'm living bad dreams I can't run from you This nightmare's coming true Your passion drains Fear starts running deep I'm falling in slow motion

In slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, stay here Slow motion We can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby I just wanna see you dance in I know you got all dressed up for the club Waiting on them to come pick you up Baby,

Don't you grow up on me Slow up homie Keep it OG sipping slowly Don’t you grow up on me Don't you show off on me Don't grow up on me Keep that backstroke in your Afro What I've learnt from the ocean Hard to dance and rejoice in the motion

(Hoo hoo hoo) On the pontoon Makin' waves and catchin' rays up on the roof Jumpin' out the back, don't act like you don't want to Party in slow motion Mm, motorboatin' Out here in the open Back this hitch up into the water Untie all the cables and rope

And that was the moment I knew. And it was like slow motion, Standing there in my party dress, In red lipstick, With no one to impress, But there was one thing missing, And I would've been so happy. And they're all laughing, You should've been there,

I like the way you look tonight That's the way you look tonight No blood in your vein, what does it mean ? Trashy art everywhere, on the screen Slow motion aftertaste, I've had foresight Free union rider in the sun Here comes the lord of audio

Ooh, ooh, ooh A guy what takes his time, I'll go for any time I'm a fast movin' gal who likes them slow Got no use for fancy driving, wanna to see a guy arriving in low I'd be satisfied, electrified to know a guy what takes his time A hurry-up affair, I