Vundabar - Time

Goddamn, I am biding my time
Stealing watches off the wrist
Tried to eat an oil painting
But I couldn't choke down the whole canvas

Hard to handle, thoughts dismantle
Trade them out for cash money
Time to buy bills, bills to buy time
But at least I'm rid of what reminds me

I'm losing time

This shit is made of traded love
So nothing sides with traded love
All knowing hand, I've had enough
All knowing hand, you never stop

As the days went on, the walls grew tighter
As the cuckoo clucked with urgency
The grandfather rung like a gunshot
But I smash them both so I could not see

The counter shines across the kitchen
All the keys in bowls about the towel
A beam of light shone through the window
And it made a mess of sun-dyed, oh

So I always know

This shit is made of traded love
So nothing sides with traded love
All knowing hand, I've had enough
All knowing hand, you never stop

Written by:
Brandon Hagen, Drew McDonald

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Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC

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