I used to feel safe, Oblivious to the mess I left in my wake. Now I try to give more than I take. But there s more at stake Than the nights I spent awake. It turns out I ve got a selfish streak, And I repeat the same mistakes. Seconds, hours, minutes, days. I feel it slip, slipping away. Did I mention that I m fucking scared? I can feel the decay, But I can t say it caught me unawares. New bruises, new pills. Fate will not fight fair; The clock will not stand still. Ask me why & I ll spit in your eye. We re all still ill. Today I felt the time slipping away.