If I had my time over, i’d colour in the holes with a computer
Keyboard clicking through old grooves, all the tools, no idea how to use them
Just get up off the floor, detect a motion of mutual
I’ll justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell you
That they sometimes drive me insane, but life isn’t a sequel
Chewing on my toys in a world that’s so pissed off with how
People sit there mapping their lives before they’re gone
They’re not that strong, before, bang they’re gone
The fight’s off, why the fuck are living in this fear?
I could have fought further and driven further and still I wouldn’t dissapear
I’ve never been caught
Self-accusation will follow me like the law
Help me get off the floor, detect a mission that’s mutual
Please justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell me
That they sometimes drive you insane but life feels like a sequel
Chewing on your toys in a world that’s so objective with how
You’re sat there mapping out your life before you’re gone
Were you ever that strong? Before, bang you’re gone
We’re sometimes driven so insane waiting for life’s sequel to begin
Chewing on our toys in a world that isn’t immortal to
Us sat there mapping our lives, where on earth have you gone?
I was never that strong, before, bang now i’ve gone
Keyboard clicking through old grooves, all the tools, no idea how to use them
Just get up off the floor, detect a motion of mutual
I’ll justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell you
That they sometimes drive me insane, but life isn’t a sequel
Chewing on my toys in a world that’s so pissed off with how
People sit there mapping their lives before they’re gone
They’re not that strong, before, bang they’re gone
The fight’s off, why the fuck are living in this fear?
I could have fought further and driven further and still I wouldn’t dissapear
I’ve never been caught
Self-accusation will follow me like the law
Help me get off the floor, detect a mission that’s mutual
Please justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell me
That they sometimes drive you insane but life feels like a sequel
Chewing on your toys in a world that’s so objective with how
You’re sat there mapping out your life before you’re gone
Were you ever that strong? Before, bang you’re gone
We’re sometimes driven so insane waiting for life’s sequel to begin
Chewing on our toys in a world that isn’t immortal to
Us sat there mapping our lives, where on earth have you gone?
I was never that strong, before, bang now i’ve gone
David Laley September 2009
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