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Clocks

from No More Birthdays by Brevity

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lyrics

I'm late, I'm late and I don't ever think I'll catch up
When all I hear is "tick, tock" and every time it's faster
I feel like Alice's rabbit, look at my watch then I panic
Thinking of all the things that I have to do left but time won't allow it
And time will devour now, there's nothing I can do about it
Lay atop my mattress and play the role of a coward
While the seconds turn to minutes and they're holding all the power
And I'm looking at my clock hoping it'll stop for a few hours
The hands keep going round and round and I'm here trying to figure out
Exactly how the fuck I'm supposed to keep up with these bastards now
Cause I've been spending my whole life running like a basset hound
My asthma's kicking in and honestly I feel like passing out
As my lungs fill up with sand believe me I understand
That I have to get up and run but I don't think that I can
Cause the finish line's no where in sight and I've been working at this all night
From the bottom half of the hour glass this might just be the place I (die)

Watch the clock move
And like a deer in the headlights I didn't know what to do
Was told this was growing up
Coming face to face with fears and proving to them that you're tough
But I don't think that I'm ready and I don't care what you tell me
Bags are already packed, consider me out the door already
And if you think I'm turning back I really wouldn't count on that
I'm about to go and do the only thing that I was ever good at

They told me not to play with fire, now I stand among the ashes
Wondering where my life would be if I had taken different actions
Thinking about mistakes I made and advice you gave I should have took
From the outside looking in, be honest, how bad does this really look?
I feel like shit, you see these bags under my eyes?
Well they're not quite designer but I think they look alright
Actually they probably don't, but I've become accustom to them
To the point where I don't know how I'd look if I were to lose them
Even if I wanted to, how would I go about it?
When getting sleep is so foreign I'd need a passport to allow it
Cause I spent two years at an institute of higher learning
Just to get a piece of paper to say that I am deserving
Of everything that comes in the higher end society
All I've gotten so far is this crippling anxiety
"Pick a major and a minor, tell what do you want out of this?"
Motherfucker I want out of this
I'm sick of staring at clocks trying to meet deadlines
When I feel like it just brings me closer to a flatline
Cause I became a slave to what others found important
Now there's no time in the day to do anything but forfeit

And watch the clock move
And like a deer in the headlights I didn't know what to do
Was told this was growing up
Coming face to face with fears and proving to them that you're tough
But I don't think that I'm ready and I don't care what you tell me
Bags are already packed, consider me out the door already
And if you think I'm turning back I really wouldn't count on that
I'm about to go and do the only thing that I was ever good at
And that's to run

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from No More Birthdays, released June 15, 2016
Addition vocals (gang vocals) : Chris Taranto, Julian Morelli, John Ruiz, Patrick O'Donnell

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