Lyrics: James Dalzell Hodge
Music: James Dalzell Hodge
I Flick through all of the frames
Though i'm not in a rush
These perfect lines are shaped
From piles of eraser dust
And i can't go to sleep
Until we're on the same page
The deals you trade your precious time
For her to animate
I feel so judged by that clock
It's restless rhythm reckons
That i've just condensed a day
Into a couple seconds
I know that running on fumes
Will just catch up to me soon
But i can't think of a better way
To k!ll this afternoon
These times cannot last
You go nowherе fast, every day
I'll wake up on thе grass
Who even asked, anyways
Bury your head in your work
It will only hurt when you can't change
I've never been late
It's my time to waste, anyways
These times cannot last
They'll go by so fast, every day
I'll go out with a glass
Who even asked, anyways
You've squandered your worth
I bet it hurts that you can't change
There's no such thing as fate
It's my time to waste, anyways
The time will pass anyways
All this time will pass away the days
If i can change
I can change
Anyways