Time

Goddamn, I am biding my time
 Stealing watches off of the wrist
 Tried to eat an oil painting
 But I couldn't choke down the whole canvas
 Hard to handle, thoughts dismantle
 Trade them out for cash money
 Time to buy bills, bills to buy time
 But at least I make a worried mind sleep
 I'm losing time
 This shit is made of traded love
 So nothing sides with traded love
 All-knowing hand, I've had enough
 All-knowing hand, you never stop
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 As the days went on, the walls grew tighter
 As the cuckoo clucked with urgency
 Grandfather, I'm like a gunshot
 But I smash them both so I could not see
 The counter shines across the kitchen
 All the keys in bowls about the towel
 A beam of light shone through the window
 And it made a mess of sun-dyed, oh
 So I always know
 
 This shit is made of traded love
 So nothing sides with traded love
 All-knowing hand, I've had enough
 All-knowing hand, you never stop