Marcus E Coates - Clockwurk

You’re on my time… Now I’ve finished the day!
My time… You got somethin’ to say!
On time… you had better think twice!
On time… Because I’ve earned it thrice!

When we’re young unsung got abundance of space
In a Generalization, we’ve got time for mistakes
Many years pass some try, to ponder, to find their place in the haste Of a lie
So I’m askin’ a question and I seek some advice
So you’d better shoot Straight sort the head from the lice
Strangers, don’t be fooled, time manges, a dog day afternoon, that’s contagious!
Einstein, had a theory to query, a promising start made a mind a Little weary
Patience then the theory all ears then the tears, the sum of all fears Reappears when

You’re on my time
Now I’ve finished the day!
My time
You got somethin’ to say!
On time
You had better think twice!
On time
Because I’ve earned it thrice!

A significant other, bound with you to a covenant opens the portal
Showing up your mortal shortfall
It alludes to the worst in you, sharpens your view in a Machiavellian brew
And you’re blind to the capture sweet compromise white flag
Getting’ heavy to the point you despise
The sweet white dove shittin’ on your salvation
Down on your Knees, to vexed affirmation
Gyration imitation as you push up the walls, as the clock ticks down So the dignity falls
Whether early or late, the edge of the prime age read, well fed too Precarious to tread

You’re on my time
Now I’ve finished the day
My time
You got somethin’ to say
On time
You had better think twice
On time
Because I’ve earned it thrice

So remember in your doubt, that time can be a friend, rest assured Guaranteed
As it closes to the end of the chapter, the one you so Distaste
Perceptional rush, proverbial waste
Are you in for the ride, are you worth emancipating?
Now free your Small mind from the scores that you’re gradin’
A polished performance, whilst fare evadin’
You’re bunglin’ in the Jungle while the mongrel’s escapadin’
Stuck like a fool, whirlpool cyclicity, obsessive paralleled only by Eccentricity
Thoughts floodin’ in the brother’s grin, the sister’s sin, an unrivalled Win
My time near to free separatin’ obscenity steppin’ up to the plate Etchin’ art on history
My destiny dictate late lest leave a legacy decipher the poetical Viper, in memory
A million theories, on the origins of life still divide ya so recite for The word won’t bite
And the grail half chilled spilled eternally unfilled, chasin’ your tail
Never finish never fail!

On my time
Now I’ve finished the day
My time
You got somethin’ to say
On time
You had better think twice
On time
Because I’ve earned it thrice
On my time
When you’ve finished the day
My time
You’d better have somethin’ to say
On time
Yeah, then you’ll think twice
On time
When your world doesn’t suffice

Written by:
Marcus Coates

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