It bullies us constantly to be at a place a specific time God help us if we're late no excuses it's a crime. Seconds we race to please the clock we fear wicked lies it rules the fools we truly are. We live and die like flies.
I lost you in my chaos some hurricane attitude. I've felt the sacred loss inside painful solitude. I look for you everyday in the out of way places we always seemed to stay searching all our spaces.
I'm lost inside a desert among it's cactus forest hell's heat beats me down blood blinds, eyes drown. Water was a never thing inside a mad song I sing.