Treadmill

Well, I keep going around this empty Ferris wheel I'm forgetting how it feels just to feel I realise it's something I do to myself But for the life of me I can't seem to get out I know it's not that bad, I'll keep my head above Keep those clouds below my neck and my shoulders They're turning dark and grey like they're about to pop Even if they turn black, I still won't let them drop I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too Don't wanna get off before you do But no one wants to be the last one in line So how the fuck do we find the right time? I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too Don't wanna get off before you do But no one wants to be the last one in line So how the fuck do we find the right time? I never thought that I'd find myself in this place Constantly having to retie my own shoelace It comes undone with every second step I take Now it's a trend I can't pretend that I can shake I'm well aware that it can't go like this for good If nothing changes soon, I guess it's me that should There's part of me that wants to always stay this way The other part is petrified I'll be too late I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too Don't wanna get off before you do But no one wants to be the last one in line So how the fuck do we find the right time? I'm on a treadmill, you're on it too Don't wanna get off before you do But no one wants to be the last one in line So how the fuck do we find the right time?