"My head fits in my neck, but what for?
My neck fits on my shoulders, but what for?
My shoulders fit my skin, but for what need?
My skin fits my bones, but I barely see it

Love fits in my heart, but I don't give it away
A heart fits on my chest, but no one comes closer
But my thoughts, they don't fit on my mind
Is there something else I still need to find?"

"Free fall from everything I thought I knew
I was the rookie, now I'm nothing new
And they stopped teaching me those lessons
How do you expect me to blossom?

I say I need time to stop so I can board this train
But there's still white noise, there's still the rain
I thought I was done with being overemotional
Maybe I needed time before feeling this uproar"

"Time, please, take your sweet time
To let me know how to manage my time
In order to find out when's the right time
To put my life together before the light goes out
Time, please, take your sweet time
To let me know when I can stop this rhyme
In order to finally know if I have time
To manage myself before they kick me out"