Long Term Parking - Slow Mo Lyrics

I'm living I'm breathing, walking in slo mo
Gettin' up too late then enjoying my cocoa
Counting coins and boosting my own ego
Checking strange clouds and being ok with my libido
Too fat too ugly to fit in my old coat
Keep looking for some new ways to drive this fleshboat
Looking in the mirror to see if the captain's on board
Playin' my guitar and thinking of Big Jo
Writing down notes so I can feel what I know
Clearing the screen of all the properties I've sold
Enjoying my wine since the beer feels too damn cold
Observing my mind to find out what I'm here for
Decoding all the signs that were part of me before
I love the speed of the train that gives enough time
For butterflies to fly in and out with freedom
After all I'm getting the impression that I'm sure
That this type of being is the one I was made for
Lucid dreams and lucid feelings I know
Help me fight things I used to run away from
Keep the bogeyman away from my door
When nothing special happens then it lets me know
That everything is special and I'm happy to be here, oh
Easy life that I was given so I could feel
All the pains and joys of suffering people
I seem to be getting near the end of this song
By now you know everything there is to know
I love the speed of the train that gives enough time
For butterflies to fly in and out with freedom
After all I'm getting the impression that I'm sure
That this type of being is the one I was made for
Lucid dreams and lucid feelings I know
Help me fight things I used to run away from
Keep the bogeyman away from my door
Slo mo, cocoa, ego, libido, old coat, fleshboat on board...