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von Vundabar

Goddamn, I am biding my time
Stealing watches off of the wrist
Tried to eat an oil painting
But I couldn′t choke down the whole canvas

Hard to handle, thoughts dismantle
Trade them out for cash money
Time to buy bills, bills to buy time
But at least I make a worried mind sleep

I'm losing time


This shit is made of traded love
So nothing sides with traded love
All-knowing hand, I′ve had enough
All-knowing hand, you never stop

As the days went on, the walls grew tighter
As the cuckoo clucked with urgency
Grandfather, I'm like a gunshot
But I smash them both so I could not see

The counter shines across the kitchen
All the keys in bowls about the towel
A beam of light shone through the window
And it made a mess of sun-dyed, oh

So I always know


This shit is made of traded love
So nothing sides with traded love
All-knowing hand, I've had enough
All-knowing hand, you never stop