Ballad

I’ve got time to think about my past as I dodge between the bullets how my life was so exciting before I got this way and how long ago it was now I never can explain by the clock that’s on the tower or the one that’s in my brain
and I’m there before you know it
I’ll be gone before you see me
and I’d like to get to know you
but you’re talking much too slowly
and I know you’d really like me
but I never stick around
because time keeps dragging on

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