[Verse 1: Time]
Every album is another step back from the ledge and
I don't cuss much anymore cuz in the 90's it lost its edge
Baudelaire used to walk a purple lobster on a leash
I'm just trying to write a song that'll cut my chains and set me free
But words are just letters if they aren't followed by actions
And actions suffocate when they get buried by distractions
Forget the jaded friendships there's no snakes in the gra**
There's just a bunch of shattered gla** from broken clocks as time pa**ed
Last night i walked under a complicated denver sky
A drone flew overhead, as the cops arrested a homeless guy
Fyodor and Foucault were smoking and throwing up
I wondered why we only cry for our own as the middle east was blowing up
The coffee steamed like the sewer as snow turned to ice
And a daughter lost a father cause they got raided by I.C.E
I took a left on colfax and flipped off the capitol
Cuz all they want is capital i'm looking for change that's actual
I smelled d**tore perfume as the pigeons fought for crumbs
A homeless man asked for money as the vending machines hummed
I'm not a solution, i'm a symptom of the broken
As long as someone is asleep, than no of us have awoken
I didn't write this for the ears, i wrote this for the hearts
I didn't write this for an ends, i wrote this for change to start