Lyrics: Megan Griffin/Joshua Cunningham/Robin L'Houmeau
Music: Megan Griffin/Joshua Cunningham/Robin L'Houmeau
When I was a boy, I was excited for the fantasies that came in a toy
Now I’m indicted for the fantasy of wanting much more
And I can’t stop myself from feeling like I’m in over my head
What’s behind that open door
I’m looking at my damn reflection thinking what’s all this for
And should I even shoot for gold when no one tallies the score
But then I think it over again, and
I guess it takes a little time to get ahead
I’m thinking there’s
No rush
I know that I’m working hard so there should be
No rush
But I can see that I'm insecure even though there’s
No rush
When I'm on the kitchen floor I’m crying
Don't rush
No rush
What’s going on with me
Is there anything else to these one sided people I see
It’s mesmerizing advertisement of the good memories
And then I take a step back and I realize
That it might all just be pretend
I’m thinking there’s
No rush
I know that I’m working hard so there should be
No rush
But I can see that I'm insecure even though there’s
No rush
When I'm on the kitchen floor I’m crying
Don't rush
No rush
No rush
I know that I’m working hard
No rush
But I can see that I'm insecure
No rush
When I'm on the kitchen floor I’m crying
Don’t rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush
No rush