[ Featuring the Dumpster Fire ]
Time will tell if telling time will be worth a dime
Or just a waste. If my time could tell, would I listen at all?
Some words are kind but some can hurt someone
Words can rhyme, and words can blurt something
Out of line, and out of time once again
Ooh
We can find gold and riches in desolate swamps and ditches
So never mind assholes and bitches who hate
No need for greed, cause we got us we can build a dream
Rise above, we meet at the seams. Can they even relate?
