I guess I'm moving like a freight train
Slow but kicking 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 they're all marveling
Or 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
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
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
And all along I thought I knew
But those old doubt 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
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