Lyrics Moderation - Eric William Morris

Well this is how it starts
Or is it how it ends?
I get carried away
Get a little taste
Stay a little late
A little more each day
This is how it starts: It'll get a little loud
And I'll come running and then
I'll drive it into the ground
I'll be the last one around
And kill the fun again
I don't know how to take my time or take a breath
I never can walk away if there's still something left
And I can never have one
I can never have one every now and then
I can never have one of anything without it turning into ten
This is how it starts: I'll get a little bored
And then I'll rattle the cage
Breaking my neck to see
If anyone around's got more than me
Can't keep my eyes on my own page
This is how it starts: I'll be the first one in line
When they open the door
Bet I find a way to stay
Till everything's drained away
And still wait around for more
I don't know how to take my time or take a breath
I never can walk away if there's still something left
And I can never have one
I can never have one every now and then
I can never have one of anything without it turning into ten
And when I finally have my fill
And I can't move or think
Then I don't have to fight the urge to change
At least for awhile
This is how it starts
And this is how it ends: I get carried away
Take a little more
Care a little less
A little more each day
I don't know how to take my time or take a breath
I never can walk away if there's still something left
And I can never have one
I can never have one every now and then
I can never have one of anything without it turning into ten
Without it turning into ten
Without it turning into ten