Honey, I know Im moving too fast, walking over water, walking over stained glass. Little white sparrows overhead. Fast as they fly away from here, baby Id as soon be dead. All life, hillsides being torn down. Losing my mind, buildings all around. Its too late, its too late, I aint gonna wait around. Honey, Ill be gone before the nightfall.
Polish off some Ballantines and chase it with some gin. Ten thousand scaffolds holding half a million kids. I reached to grab a glowing rose but instead I burned my hand. It was just a thousand moths covering a light, hoping that theyd found land.
Life could be a luxury if life forfeited time. Because all that time has done to me is give then take whats mine. Its not mine, its not mine, I aint gonna waste more time. Honey, Ill be gone before the nightfall.
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