Name: In Time by be
Duration: 4 min 30 s
Description: A simple acoustic song I am working on.. a first draft really, only just written. must listen to it more before deciding where to go with it.

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A simple acoustic song I am working on.. a first draft really, only just written. must listen to it more before deciding where to go with it.

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Lyrics:
I scoop the cracks where the milks turned black
Sour chunks of putrid gunk avoid it all if you threw it down the jacks
But they dump it down the sink
Gathers in the gutter let it fester and sink
Paranoid run my hands through my hair
Blood stained vomit and phlegm on the chair
Asking ever time why the time won’t fly by
Cause Im a nice guy I live a nice lie

I say its complicated 
To spill your guts out and stare at what you have created
I wanna feel the motion keep it all inside I confide in all this black erosion

Whats it all worth what have I got to lose
A scab muted from the scum in a bruise
She tells me I should stop sleeping in my clothes
Filter out the frequencies all I hear are lows
I wait around and I try to I try to
I try to wait it all out but the doubt has integrated
I say "hi" burst open my eye stye 
Not one for the goodbyes 
Man Im such a bad guy
Im wasting away

She asks if I feel better Im puking on her sweater
But Im functioning just fine don't feel nothing whatsoever
Slowly waste away in the grey
Another lie another day (‘nother day)

She asks if I feel better Im puking on her sweater
When I say Im feeling fine cause the truth just might upset her
Barely know myself, throwing rocks to break my smile
Abnormally upbeat in the face of my denial
Barely know myself, do you know yourself
Cause I don’t really know myself
Do you know yourself
Im functioning just fine
Don’t feel nothing whatsoever
Scrubbing all the puke from the stitching of her sweater

Paranoid run my hands threw my hair
Blood stained vomit and phlegm on the chair
Asking ever time why the time won’t fly by
Cause Im a nice guy I live a nice lie

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be - An Irish songwriter who is producing  singer-songwriter/ rock/grunge/alternative and always original music tracks that cover various themes such as life, love, happiness, family, addiction, mental health, healing, sobriety and spirituality. In a world where it is increasingly difficult to be one's true self when existing in the rat race that is society today, I hope that more and more of us can inspire ours and future generations to take time to enjoy our experience in this lifetime and just BE

Hopefully, if you do happen across this music, you will enjoy it and follow for to keep an eye out for new releases. Every follower helps and there is plenty more to come, thanks for your time!

In Time

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