I HAVE TIME TO SPARE
TICK
I HAVE SECONDS, MINUTES, AND HOURS TO SPARE
TOCK
MY TIME IS TO SPARE
TICK
NOT TO WASTE
TOCK
DON'T WASTE MY TIME
TICK
YOU'RE WASTING TIME
TOCK
I'LL WASTE YOUR TIME
TICK
YOU USED TO BE WORTH MY TIME
TOCK
I'LL GIVE YOU NO TIME
TICK
YOUR POCKET WATCH HAS STOPPED
TOCK
I'M THROUGH
TICK
YOU'RE THROUGH
TOCK
I HAVE TIME TO SPARE
AH HA!
Caught in the act
Lie
A little white lie?
I'll eat you brains with a spork
Brains that you've blow out your own head
Suicide?
No!
Its your own misjudgment
Underestimating the distance
Between
You and your sanity
SANITY, sanity that you haven't even began to disprove
Questing
That what you'll do that split second
That same second you come to realize
that I've spoon fed you the lies
Only lies that liars deserve!
The only real question here is
The only question that goes unanswered
Continuing to go unanswered
because
BECAUSE?
The only real question
Has been asked by,
None other than, myself
And I
I HAVE TIME TO SPARE
TICK
I HAVE SECONDS, MINUTES, AND HOURS TO SPARE
TOCK
MY TIME IS TO SPARE
TICK
NOT TO WASTE
TOCK
DON'T WASTE MY TIME
TICK
YOU'RE WASTING TIME
TOCK
I'LL WASTE YOUR TIME
TICK
YOU USED TO BE WORTH MY TIME
TOCK
I'LL GIVE YOU NO TIME
TICK
YOUR POCKET WATCH HAS STOPPED
TOCK
I'M THROUGH
TICK
YOU'RE THROUGH
TOCK
I HAVE TIME TO SPARE
AH HA!
Caught in the act
Lie
A little white lie?
I'll eat you brains with a spork
Brains that you've blow out your own head
Suicide?
No!
Its your own misjudgment
Underestimating the distance
Between
You and your sanity
SANITY, sanity that you haven't even began to disprove
Questing
That what you'll do that split second
That same second you come to realize
that I've spoon fed you the lies
Only lies that liars deserve!
The only real question here is
The only question that goes unanswered
Continuing to go unanswered
because
BECAUSE?
The only real question
Has been asked by,
None other than, myself
And I
hopping in the open air
the rut of the druggie
dumbed by fictional fiberglass
an insult to this myth
the professor of this external cult
allocate your barely, O bridle of conclave
Thus is the cookery, doberman of the
highborn LSD
To end this metronome of infirmity