time on my hands

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falling through, walking around 

time on my hands 

the long days and night ' im still confused on my daily days 

make it worth while, sleeping peacefully im wasting my time 

time on my hands 

no ones around to pick up my back peaces and to help these people 

space' making friends can you help me help you 

im going down faster then the sand in my hand 

time on my hand 

if i find the time to be with you and create this and be that person 

i wouldnt be bunched, crunched, or munched 

iiiiiiii ' going down !!! 

time on my hands 

 
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