Feenom Circle - Borrowed Time lyrics

[Raw J] Around me time was swirling At a cafe where joy and pain were converging, a life-less serpent Thought I summoned him in vein, in the wind and rain Standing on-top this epitaph of pain Heard the "whisper of d**h" Couldn't bear to hear more Instantly poured two sips upon this cafe floor Gravity he carried pulled my soul to skins edges Horrifying sketches etched into my memory Bottomless graves was his demand Could stop the sand in gla** that's why I live fast But my saga continues as the sun rises Somberly we engaged, this phantom which I now had to gauge What's your sequence, plan or arrangement? Now is not your time Find what you going to find Your friends lived well, but this is how I live mine This is how I live mine... [Oatmeal] I stay awake in my sleep And I slumber in my conscience 40 days and 40 nights That's my visitation rights Uncontrollable urge, predestined is my plan I walk the earth and wait my turn for my chance to meet the man But that's a mystery to me beyond popular belief And I'm open to opinion, anything to ease the grief The price it's way too steep You wanna by your way in I keep my fate prices buried deep beneath my skin In the midst of discussion, youre fussin who's right or wrong I find myself alone without a place to call my own So as I breathe this borrowed time Footsteps dont follow mine For in my shadow its cold Time folds a crease in my mind Blind leads the crippled The crippled deaf in the streets A pocket full of insight, a look at defeat I keep an even slow pace on this concrete Thinking about my peeps and how I feel Somebody punched the wrong clock on my folks How do we cope? Young tope said to live and let die Until one of his own fell outta sight... [Side B] And I was born when I stopped breathin When my heart stopped I started livin Stepped outside this prison Made of cold flesh and brittle bones that once provided Shelter to my spirit, but fate decided where chance And circumstance coincided, my trance was now Locked in permanent This indiscriminate force takes course with no determinants.. I was a candidate ever since I had this thing called life A boarding pa** for some folks was a murderer's knife I'd die to live, but can't grasp this paradoxy Destiny was overlooked by the scalpels of autopsies In crowded churchyards we bury pain and grief Instead of loved ones, exhausted physical tabs In time inscribes names upon concrete slabs Placed above their tombs but below their souls Flatlined but resurrected in minds of those who spent time Before his stopped My tears lagged behind emotions of guilt, but the pain made sure That he wasn't forgot, that I wasn't forgot, that you wasn't forgot That we wasn't forgot....