The Alley

This is the countdown to another
One of your intolerable games
This is the first step into
This is the last way out
I’m blessed with nothing
Only sharp intolerance
I kill the time
Counting down

To chase and take my action
Is to enter my connection
And is to save my life
We’re running out of time

Time and mine is the pain
Conceptions and restrictions
And intolerable games
Expectations and disappointments
Suffer the unfelt
Cause I feel you hate me
And I play

This is the countdown to another
One of your intolerable games
This is the first step into
This is the last way out
I’m blessed with nothing
Only sharp intolerance
I kill the time
Counting down
3 2 1 here we go

I’m lying on the street
Raindrops on my tounge
I circle around the world
People see through me
I feel, I am, I was, I will be
You can try to outrun it
You can try to avoid it
I’m lying on the street
Raindrops on my tounge