Rented times leave your ambition
Trying to swallow what’s been swallowed
Striving for the seconds let go
Dried flowers look beautiful to you
The past is your only friend
How you chewed it right up
Taste and earn your way in
Before things become rotten
Icicle frozen in position
I see the tip of you falling
You’re going to crack open
If you don’t melt the forgotten
You’re the only living proof
No one else believes you
Erase yourself from this time chart
Tomorrow will arise
Taste and earn your way in
It won’t last long
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