Timothy Songtext
von Supahoney

You kick the open flame, you′re not having any fun are you done?
Sad faces in wrong places, where are you trying to go?
Clean streets you're not in your best suit, what′s to lose your busted face and a bruise?
Sad faces in wrong places, where are you trying to go?
Timothy, carefully

You pickup the phone, yeah, it's time to head home
You don't know you want to
Lock yourself down, yeah, you turn it around
You don′t know you want to
You pickup the phone, yeah, it′s time to head home
You don't know you want to
Lock yourself down, yeah, you turn it around

Instead, your driving away from me


Defunct haircuts your all in your best style, piss away the night and escape for a while
Train stations, new location, you trying to go?
Green fields with greener past-times, pass your poison and try to avoid the signs
Late station, new location, you trying to go?
Timothy, you can′t see

Do you think you want it, do you think you want it, I don't think you had it at all
Do you think you′ve got it, do you think you got it, I don't think you had it at all
Disguising time, in your prime
These words can pin you down and say

You pickup the phone, yeah, it′s time to head home
You don't know you want to
Lock yourself down, yeah, you turn it around
Do you know you want to?
You pickup the phone, yeah, it's time to head home
You don′t know you want to
Lock yourself down, yeah, you turn it around

Instead, you′re driving me away

Your trying to leave me here, you leave me with your past life
Picking pieces of your life with my time, my time, my time, my time