Borrowed Time

Two, three, four I was feeling nostalgic for the days when My thoughts dripped onto my head from the ceiling I remember the feeling of the museless existence Of the drunk, bored, and listless Endless waiting for something that I knew wasn't coming And it seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this I was up to my neck in motivation neglect when I felt soft waves of purpose crashing onto the surface I was feeling nostalgic for the days when My thoughts dripped on to my head from the ceiling I remember the feeling And it seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this And it seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this borrowed time Seems these days I'm captive in this