Goon

Everything ends. But not yet. Time is a goon. We're just its pets. It'll leave you mutilated. A wrinkled former self. Everything ends. But not yet. Time is crawling. Clocks, they run. Everything ends. But not yet. Time is a goon. We're just its pets. Time is merciless. A specter always hovering. Forever reminding, of our shortcomings. Time is crawling. Clocks are running. Hands keep moving. Walls are closing in. Time is merciless. A specter always hovering. Forever reminding, of our shortcomings. Yet some people are able to postpone. To shove aside time like some Unfinished business. Then it remains there, in a dark corner, lurking. And after a while it will grow stronger and strike hard. Claiming its supremacy, and leaving you with nothing...