Clocked - ATMOSPHERE

Once upon a time, there was a young boy

He grew up on the banks of the Mississippi

He wants to fly away to find his personal paradise

But first I give thanks and then finish my whiskey

I can’t explain why I feel so alone

When I’m surrounded by these people who won’t leave me alone

We used to treat the pain like an obstacle

Before we knew it offered opportunity to glue me to you

It’s a beautiful life, we tryin' to notice it

But it’s a difficult life, you gotta hold it in your fist

Like a knife, don’t ever bleed for vampires

Skeptical of suckers tryna feed my trash fire

If you got the time, you gotta make that impact

Bend up the bars and break out of the syntax

I keep running until I collapse

Until my time’s up and I don’t come back

Make time to have a good time

If you can’t find time, you might have to buy time

Take a timeout before you’re all out of time

It’s about time, don’t be wasting my time

Once upon a time, there was a young boy

He grew up on the bottom of the Twin Cities

We bothered everybody at the party

She could’ve been my Bobby, I probably was her Whitney

I’ll write a song for you, then write another one

I struggle just to keep it down to a couple of

Pages in the notebook, save you on a hard drive

What’s it gonna take to get your name in the archives?

And I pretend to do the sensible thing

But I’ve been swimming upstream ever since I could dream

And it don’t even seem like the line’s getting shorter

I need a drug that makes time move slower

I been complaining just a little too often

I should be thankful for these limited options

I got a full belly and something to cough on

Somebody tell me what the fuck is my problem?

Make time to have a good time

If you can’t find time you might have to buy time

Take a timeout before you’re all out of time

It’s about time, don’t be wasting my time

You know what time it is

You know what time it is

Time’s killing us, time’s killing us

We killing time and time’s killing us

Time’s killing us, k-killing us