Ten Years Time

A quick six to the chin
Transcendent self-defense
You fall over like a bowling pin
An asshole at last at rest
I watch the tape night and day
Play it over in my mind
I dream that I'll make you pay
And then I hit rewind

I thought that my new place was my new lease on life
Now I get home and fight you to survive

Ten years' time, ten years' time
Man I hope I'm not like you
Ten years' time, ten years' time
Just an extra through and through

He claims to be a comic
But never heard of a tight five
Nobody listens to his jokes
He's a walking punchline
He keeps stuff in the fridge
That must be five years old
He may have lost his mind
At least the rent's controlled

He reeks of cigarettes and can't stop blowing smoke
You keep this up, you're gonna die alone

Ten years' time, ten years' time
Man I hope I'm not like you
Ten years' time, ten years' time
Just an extra through and through

He won't stop screaming, just keeps pounding on my door
Something about the dishes from the night before
I laugh him off, I know that he's not worth my time
I just pray he's not ahead of me in line

Ten years' time, ten years' time
Man I hope I'm not like you
Ten years' time, ten years' time
Just an extra through and through
Ten years' time, ten years' time



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Writer(s): Jacob Cassman
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