I Don't Have That Much Time

I don't have that much time
Space left for me to occupy
I was ten years old a day ago, it seems
My piggy bank was made of glass

I don't have that much time
Space left for me to occupy
The world gets smaller, each day it seems to shrink
Outgrow it all like I outgrew my shoes

I don't have that much time
Space left for me to occupy
Oh, sometimes start to show itself these days
I look so much like James

I don't have that much time
Space left for me to occupy
What's left to do once I've thrown it all away?
Love's made of mud's made of love

Aeroplanes, errant ways to patience
Marijuana, swift ejaculation
Mistakes, miscalculation
Missed calls, miscommunication

Shea butter, sex drive
Depression joints in the bathroom, rejection
Correlation, fornication, rain checks
Foreign agents, mornin' statements, lame sex

Box fans and bad knees
Hooks that hold mad keys
Lies performed badly, a truth told sadly

Nice lips, ice picks, and coffee
A girlfriend, a smudgy lens, a toffee
Confidence, common sense, an awfully
Common sense, I'm too tall and stalky

Microphones, linen sheets, abundance
Basketball, ambivalence, a hundred
Tiny reasons why I don't deserve it
A hundred more for why I haven't earned

Faith, family, friends at the function
Memories of QV at Broadway junction
Dirty skin, a shower with your loved one
Face time, an hour under the sun

Tostones, maduros
Threesomes, two of those
Secrets, a few of those
Fuck-ups, a slew of those

Stars fallin' quick, I should catch one
Cliché, he say, she say, that's one
Inspiration after someone's left you
Dread at who your thoughts might be left to



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Eberhardt, Joy Morales, Space People
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