I've Got Time

Arm raised still
Racing around the walls of my mind
Well what there to find
Well I got time
Just wish this house was still mine
Well In due time

Wooden walls
Late night phone calls
This open roof
I tend to see through

I got time mmm
I got time

I try to make it rhyme
Well there goes all my time
I do all I can
To keep what's mine

Well call mr. Knowitall
If that's what you want
Well call me mr hard to find
With my hand against this prickly
Prickly wall
Deeper into my this bed
I fall

You wasted my mind and took my time
You knocked me down but I'm still fine
And you say there's nothing there anymore
So you just went and cut your hair



Credits
Writer(s): Luis Ortiz
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