It makes you think
about how the time always
keeps slipping
I read a joint about it
Called count the clock
that shit was gripping
wish we could go back
Knowing what we know
It's just impossible
It makes you think
could it be everything's saved
could be all loss is bull
but is the bad saved too
the agony eternal
ever hanging there
it makes me think
it's typical: no
easy answers anywhere
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