Buck Bowen - Hectic

I sit around all day fucking off
Trying to find distractions for the madness as if nothing's wrong
But it is, the clock is ticking something's got to give
I'm gonna realize too late the day has came and went

Fucking worm food so much for your truth yeah where'd it get you
All that shit you thought important has been discontinued
Just a black abyss, like when you fall asleep but you ain't coming back from it
Like when the lights go off but there's no way to grab the switch

You think isn't gonna happen
Acting like you are immune and yet the moment passes
And that's it, just a bunch of ashes
Synonymous with all the shit that's in the trash bin

If I had half a mind I'd probly blow my brains out
But I'm too fucking smart so I've decided I should stay round
And put myself thru hell with all the thoughts I sit and dwell
It's hard to rock the fucking boat without no wind up in the sail

I will prevail, I've been saying that for 30 years
And nothing's fucking changed except the god damn time
The sun rises, sun sets, no surprises, none left
It's the same old story told with different breath

And you think you're something special, yeah whatever
Soon enough you'll be forgotten the memories' lost forever
So get a grip the clock is tocking watch it tic
If you just let the present slide your future's gonna slip

You're so far behind barely off the starting line
You had some hope but it's too late now you're all out of time
Death is on its way, it's coming over
You pissed your life away there's nothing left it's fucking over

Written by:
Buck Bowen

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