Zebra About To Make The Time

Well, you're walking on the moon, but there's nothing

No, there's nothing left to do deep inside

And you can't believe it's real, got ya thinking boy

May be better off to stay than to slide, lucky boy

But now she's falling close to you

And there are things that just cannot last forever

There's nothing I can say that is possibly kind

But I'm about to make the time

Cause I'm about to lose my mind

And you think you're on the move, but there's nothing

No, there's nothing left to breathe deep inside

And you say it's in the wheels, god, it's stinkin' boy

Well, you know that all you said was a lie, lucky boy

But now she's falling close to you

And there are things that just cannot last forever

There's nothing I can say that is possibly kind

But I'm about to make the time

Cause I'm about to lose my mind

And I'm about to make the time

Cause I'm about to lose my mind

Yes, I'm about to make the time

I do it, we're gonna do it, gotta stop and take it slow

You blew it, they're gonna screw it

Gotta stop and steal the show

You count the ways, you stop it

And you say you're on the move, but there's nothing

No, there's nothing left to do deep inside

And you can't believe it's real, got ya thinkin' boy

Maybe better off to stay than to die, thinkin' boy

But now she's falling close to you

And there are things that just cannot last forever

There's nothing I can say that is possibly kind

But I'm about to make the time

Cause I'm about to lose my mind

And I'm about to make the time

Cause I'm about to lose my mind

But I'm about to make the time