I hate to tell you
Your clock is ticking down
Bad way to go, wish I could help somehow
And soon you'll notice
Your time is good as gold
What you do with it will decide where you'll go
Cause there's a sickness inside of you
And all your nightmares are coming true
Cause there's a sickness inside of you
And all your nightmares are coming true
And time won't save you
And faith won't leave you whole
Take a look inside before you loose control
Nowhere to run to
And leave no truth untold
A future for a few is all you've left to hold
credits
from Matrix EP,
released March 14, 2021
Lyrics: T. Lasley, N. Haskenhoff
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