Sean Slick Time
What is Time
It's so divine
How it just flys
So fast
When you be
Real
Just
Having a blast
The clock ticks
I guess we living corpses
Get rich
Or die trying
In natures abyss
Sit writing about past
Failures
As present
Chances leave
And you be
Real
Just
Stuck in the heap
Time leaves
In autumn it falls
On deaf ears
Living off
Borrow time
Tryna fit this line
Yo We came here alone
I guess we leave alone
And it seems tho
Every year
Comes
A Part of me goes
By
And that's all we have left
The Times killing
Try and earn a living
By weekend
We weakened
Every season
Time changes regions
And now feels like
We leaving
I guess
It's
That
Timely feeling
Slicko