Left
Sitting there
Call it fate
When you write all the words that your mama say
See you choke
Pretending that you never do
A room for one is as good as a town for two
Time
Time gets wasted, time
Time gets wasted
Lines
In the grass
You said you’re late
Don’t get stuck with a deadbeat degenerate
Burn the map
Just to say it’s up to you
Having less is the test that will get you through
Time
Time gets wasted, time
Time gets wasted