Pass Time
i'm ruled by itching and cigarette ashes ; i keep discover where i least want to ; day is a way to pass the time ; but i rather avoid time these days ; more gaps between the lines ; and angels on t.v i don't understand ; i'm filing emotions like paychecks or the ; rent they seem no different anyway ; like genome research i pin the blackboard to the wall ; and chalk down all those goddamn squeakings ; in my soul ; day is a way to pass the time but i rather avoid ; time these days; 