timeLINE

Day by day, I feel time slowly fade away.
Panic attack from the fact my hairs turning grey
I need to calm down
Be thankful for the time I got
I know it’s not forever, but it’s more than a lot
I got enough to see my son get strong and grow up
Maybe long enough to hold my granddaughter’s sippy cup
But that’s it
That’s all the time that we get
The clock is set
The clock is set

I’m getting older than I realize
I’m falling faster as time flies
It’s too short for who knows how long
Then, time it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone
I’m getting older than I realize
I’m falling faster as time flies
It’s too short for who knows how long
Then, time it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone
And I’ll always be with you forever, and ever

There’s no money, magic, voodoo, or tech to remove the hands of time from around my neck
Because that’s it
That’s all the time that we get
The clock is set
The clock is set

I’m getting older than I realize
I’m falling faster as time flies
It’s too short for who knows how long
Then, time it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone
I’m getting older than I realize
I’m falling faster as time flies
It’s too short for who knows how long
Then, time it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone
And I’ll always be with you forever, and ever
I’m always by your side
And, I’ll always be inside your heart

You can keep your wings, I don’t wanna fly
You can keep your wings, I don’t wanna fly
You can keep your wings, I don’t wanna fly
 I don’t wanna fly, I don’t wanna die

When the bugs start eating my eyes, I’ll see the truth of death inside of life’s lies
There is no heaven if everyone is dead
It’s a lie, a lie, lie, lie

timeline

I Don't Want To Fly

Time is candy-coated, eroded.
Sure did put a smile on my face, though, yet replaced what I know to be authentic reality.
Of course, all the games in the hospital are free.
No quarter required; hope at your own risk.
I'm so fucking tired.
Both hands in a fist.
All I know is fighting, and I know we never kissed.
Hands around my neck, it's the little things you miss.

And I've got no pictures to look back on.
I got a grave I've never been to, but it's been too long.
Time won't heal or make me strong.
No matter how much you bleed, the blood is not gone.

Cold and hungry, hold me; I'm lonely.
Too many things that I don't want to see.
Cold and hungry, Cold and hungry.

Disowned and abandoned, shipped on a plane.
I was human garbage that fucked with my brain.
294 Terrace Avenue, New Jersey.
Freezing in the snow, cold and hungry.

Cold and hungry, hold me; I'm lonely.
Too many things that I don't want to see.
Cold and hungry, Cold and hungry.

Are you missing me, or am I missing you?
I don't even know who the fuck you are.
Are you missing me, or am I missing you?
I don't even know who the fuck you are.
Are you missing me, or am I missing you?
I don't even know who the fuck you are.
Are you missing me, or am I missing you?
I don't even know who the fuck you are.

Cold & Hungry

People to Eat

Snow

Time Is

Vanilla Vodka With Lemon

Life Worth Living

Silent Night

I Will Find You

WORKweek

WasVincent fuses Heart & Sleeve Therapy-Rage with Baroque Goth-Rap, crafting emotionally charged soundscapes through dynamic vocal forms, harpsichord textures, and vespertine melodies. Their work is rooted in honesty, vulnerability, and the duality of atmospheric panic and therapeutic acceptance.