Metronomes don't make good poets
Counting time doesn't mean nothing
I can see you from my window
Counting all the trains coming
Avast, but ye have come too late
My heart has lived too long to break
I live my life under the rocks
Waiting for wounds I have to rot
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
Reset with breath like mama did
A shame she taught me how to live
With baited breath and juxtaposed
With seething rage but I suppose
As I stare straight from the window
And see the bodies striking posed
Crash into glass with bloody force
The Universe felt no remorse
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
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English
Metronomes don't make good poets
Counting time doesn't mean nothing
I can see you from my window
Counting all the trains coming
Avast, but ye have come too late
My heart has lived too long to break
I live my life under the rocks
Waiting for wounds I have to rot
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
Reset with breath like mama did
A shame she taught me how to live
With baited breath and juxtaposed
With seething rage but I suppose
As I stare straight from the window
And see the bodies striking posed
Crash into glass with bloody force
The Universe felt no remorse
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
Counting time doesn't mean nothing
I can see you from my window
Counting all the trains coming
Avast, but ye have come too late
My heart has lived too long to break
I live my life under the rocks
Waiting for wounds I have to rot
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
Reset with breath like mama did
A shame she taught me how to live
With baited breath and juxtaposed
With seething rage but I suppose
As I stare straight from the window
And see the bodies striking posed
Crash into glass with bloody force
The Universe felt no remorse
Living life
Wasting time
Waiting 'till
You're all mine
Why do I
Stay alive
Counting clocks
'Till we rot
Writer: Benjamin Mouncer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid