Needles in my skin Can't see where I'm going Walking in the wind It's all confusing the ground is moving The clock is ticking twice Reminders are buzzing my phone Psychedelic mind I'm running out of time You can call it self-made stress Looking lost in my own mess Voice gets lost in the wind Get's drowned in the flow When you're stuck in your own tornado I'm reaching my hand high Trying to hold on to something In this city full of colored lights I can't go on standby You can call it self-made stress Looking lost in my own mess Voice gets lost in the wind Get's drowned in the flow When you're stuck in your own tornado Yeah, yeah Uh-uh, uh-uh Slow down Someone slow me down Slow down Can someone slow me down? Slow down Someone slow me down Slow down (slow down) Can someone slow me down? Yeah No no, no no Mmh Ooh, slow me down