Time is a Tick that crawled into my brain
All day long I hear the Tick talk, hear The Tick talk, driving me insane
She’d say things like “hurry up”, “figure it out”, “you’re moving too slow”
Oh how I just wish that Time would run out
Or leave me alone, shut up a bit
Find a new home, slow down and crawl out of the pit in my head
Oww my head
Now Time is blind and has no ears to hear,
But her voice is oh so strong and clear
Clear the Tick talks in my ear, clear that she will always be near
And this my friends is my greatest, greatest fear
The Tick talks way too fast, and I hope that she wont last
The Tick just wont let me be, can’t you see that Time is fucking killing me
Killing me
Now I found some ways of shutting her up, in my tries to make her leave
They worked for a while but lately it seems that she’s been coming back Ever so quicker
Tried to smoke her out, make her choke, I can’t hear her when I’m high
And when I get Wasted, so does Time, the Tick talk gets drowned in liquor
She pokes and jabs at me with her little fingers
No matter what I do Time she always seems to linger
Now I’m sitting here doing everything I can to kill Time
Just sitting here a broken man killing my mind
Cos’ you never really kill Time, Time kills you
No you never really kill Time, Time kills you
credits
from For Madmen Only,
released August 3, 2017
Lyrics by M.Pulito
Music by S.Spring & S.Battams
Myke Pulito - Vocals
Mandy Mae - Vocals
Jason Ducey - Drums
Seann Battams - Guitar/Congas
Seamus Spring - Saxophone
Jon Sloan - Bass
CAB - Aux Percussion
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