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tickin' time - dirty harry lyrics

the one thing it is constant are the hands of time;
sands passing through a focal point
it moves in a line
you can tell me it’s subjective
(you’re correct to a point)
but it’s still a f*cking given we’re moving towards the void

life’s yours? can you tell me how much you give away
are you really that content with constructing your grave?
if there’s really a tomorrow you can push it away
but when it’s the bottom of the barrel
it gets harder to scr*pe by(e)

[chorus]
i don’t want to live my life this way
clinging to the nose hairs
walking along the razors edgе!
we’re in way over our hеads;
head*over*heels over
ideals that keep us heeled
under the masters and we’re happy to beg!

take the long walks
though the valleys in the shadows of death
and take the short cuts
through the monoliths of hypocrites
i feel like sh*t, i need to sit
my head is constantly spinning; nothing’s real!
take a second to find the courage
to put your hand back on the wheel
oooh, on the wheel again [x3]

hey!

[verse]
to every friend that was living, but now no longer is
i miss you more with passing time like i miss being a kid
to every member of my family that has passed, i can say
i’m really sorry i haven’t taken time to visit your grave
to every single f*cking person that is feeling depressed
i can say i understand with what beats in my chest;
a culmination of numbing apathy, and overwhelming stress
you think life is f*cking messy?
it get’s hard if you don’t cry!

[chorus]
i don’t want to live my life this way
clinging to the nose hairs
walking along the razors edge!
we’re in way over our heads;
head*over*heels over
ideals that keep us heeled
under the masters and we’re happy to beg!

[verse]
and it’s true this life is pointless, we’re insignificant dust
and it makes us feel inferior so we build things that rust
and because the fact that we feel worthless
just to give ourselves worth
we strip ourselves of independence and it’s making sh*t worse
if this is what we have to look forwards to for the rest of our lives
then you can understand why so many of us just wish we can die, so!

hey!

[verse * jesse sendejas]
why are put here to suffer and die?
if we’re all so impermanent, why even try?
what’s the point? what’s the end game?
life’s a scam, we’re just saving up money to pay
for a casket or urn
i’m exhausted and ready to burn
all my rhyme books
i’m snapping my pens
if decay always wins
guess the light bulb burned out at the end of my tunnel

oooh, on the wheel again [x3]
now put your hands back on the wheel!
hey!

- dirty harry lyrics

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