Video de I Think It Was Called "The Bus That Couldn't Slow Down"

I'm not proud but I'm not ashamed
I've still got a pulse and I've got a name
We've always been obsessed with the march of time
Now we're all depressed and we don't know why
I'm not proud but I'm not ashamed
I'm not giving up on anything
The one thing that we've got is time
Everybody's stressed and we don't know why
Losing faith
In everyone and every thing's passé
Never proud but I am not ashamed
I should be satisfied to make it out alive
Losing sleep
You are a person I would like to be
Sometimes I think about your skin on me
And then I think about the way it makes me look incredible
Let's have a round of applause
For every misplaced apology
I'll sound the alarm
If someone can tell me
How I'm supposed to feel
A king for a day
A punk for a lifetime
But I can't escape
What I fear the most
Is we're running out of time
And becoming a ghost
While moving backwards
We're going fifty
Faded but we can't stop
In fact if we slow down
This bus will explode
I don't know when I stopped believin'
I think it started with the sleepless nights
I can hear them knocking at my front door
Woke up to a knock at my front door
The same person doesn't live here anymore
The phone rang I was livin' by myself
The call was coming from inside of the house
I can hear them knocking at my front door
The same person doesn't live here anymore
I can hear them knocking at my front door
(There's nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
There's nowhere to go, and there's nowhere to hide)
The same person doesn't live here anymore
(There's nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to go, and there's nowhere to hide)
I can hear them knocking at my front door
(There's nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to go, and there's nowhere to hide)
The same person doesn't live here anymore
What I fear the most
Is we're running out of time
And becoming a ghost
While moving backwards
But we're going fifty
Faded but we can't stop
Still in the basement
And still getting better
I don't know when I stopped believin'
I think it started with the sleepless nights
Don't wanna hold on to that feelin'
Not dying but I'm killing time
I can hear them knocking at my front door
Let's have a round of applause
For every misplaced apology
I'll sound the alarm
If someone can tell me
How I'm supposed to feel
A king for a day
A punk for a lifetime
But I still can't escape
I'm not proud but I'm not ashamed
I've still got a pulse and I got a name
We've always been obsessed with the march of time
Now we're all depressed and we don't know why
I'm not proud but I'm not ashamed
I'm not giving up on anything
The one thing that we've got is time
But everybody's stressed and we don't know why
I don't know when I stopped believin'
I think it started with the sleepless nights
Don't wanna hold on to that feelin'
Not dying but I'm killing time