Counting seconds for the sake of watching them burn
As they turn over; fifty-nine, zero and repeat
Eat the minutes, take them in and let them pass through
It's mostly harmless, you're only dying it's what we all do
You know the saying, time is precious, and time is money
And running out of either should be more disconcerting than this feels
Shield yourself with your two favorite idols and
Paint the truth with your brush of off-kilter smiles
The light is nice but, its gleaming hands can become oppressive
A festive mind is calmed in the shade that comes with laying face-down
The ground conspires with gravity and inertia
To keep you in a safe place where the light and change can't hurt ya
Ink-black, the cosmos swirl around you, 'cause you're the center of it all
A fall from grace cannot deface if you don't rise in the first place
Your face is full of holes, release valves for the filth that builds inside
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