1.I guess I'm moving like a freight train Slow but picking up speed A steady roll by the pedestrians and they're all looking at me And I can feel the metal grinding with inconsistencies I never know if I am in the way or if they're all marveling
R:Or if I'm just taking up space Taking up space Taking up spaaace Maybe I should get out of the way Get out of the way Get out of the way
2.I guess I'm feeling like a burden Or a brick wall of little bees It's hard enough to imagine pushing through without imagining the stings I've never been too good with patience Always feel weary waiting (I always worry when you tell me not to worry about it) But I guess they don't call it the hardest part for nothing
R:What if I'm just taking up space? Taking up space Taking up space Maybe I should get out of the way Get out of the way Get out of the way
What if I'm just taking up space? Taking up space Taking up space Maybe I should get out of the way Get out of the way Get out of the way
B:And all along I thought I knew But those old doubts keep pushing through To placate them and then pursue A place to thrive and then undo
The pulling threads of woes we weave are Tangled up intricately (Taking up Space) With the passive placement of feelings That leaves us with no room to breathe To breathe
R:What if I'm just taking up space? Taking up space Taking up space Maybe I should get out of the way Get out of the way Get out of the way
What if I'm just taking up space? Taking up space Taking up space Maybe I should get out of the way Get out of the way Get out of the way