Testo Taking Up Space

I guess I'm moving like a freight train
Slow but picking 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 if 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 doubts 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