Jun 2014
time
takes out it's loaded gun
shoots holes in us for fun
daring us to try and run
time
knows the game and plays it well
watches from the side or there about
has us play against ourselves
time
laughs at you in your shame
takes delight in giving pain
whispers to the passing wind, your name
time
is the wicked stepchild
the mad dog running wild
the haunt in the midnight howl
time
takes what you offer, gives back no change
feels that it must rearrange
places on you all the blame
time
holds tight to lost memory
takes it's que from history
spits on you before it leaves
time*
draws on another cigarette
exhales the stench of death
*till up in smoke is all that's left
takes out it's loaded gun
shoots holes in us for fun
daring us to try and run
time
knows the game and plays it well
watches from the side or there about
has us play against ourselves
time
laughs at you in your shame
takes delight in giving pain
whispers to the passing wind, your name
time
is the wicked stepchild
the mad dog running wild
the haunt in the midnight howl
time
takes what you offer, gives back no change
feels that it must rearrange
places on you all the blame
time
holds tight to lost memory
takes it's que from history
spits on you before it leaves
time*
draws on another cigarette
exhales the stench of death
*till up in smoke is all that's left
