Trent. - A.M.L.S. Lyrics

Am I moving fast, or am I moving slow?
If I can't stay grounded then how I really know?
Fly away and find a way
And if it pays, so be it
And if it teases, goodbye
At least we greeted

I could never tell you what I wanted
So I had to run down through the gauntlet
Use to only worry about myself
Now a family on the way and man that's real wealth
Everybody knows that I want this
Sitting down, plotting on my chases
Thinking all this time I had no help
But it's family, friends, and you that keep me compelled
Now I really wonder what my fate is
Trying hard to never know what fake is
A Modern Love Story, this how I felt
Riding round this space with no seat belt