I know what time is, time is a thief. It'll steal into bed and rob you while you sleep. And you'll never fear it. It pulls off the covers, robbles through your head. And then you wait to find you can't remember what you just said. It happens to everyone. Just like the father of my father, time's toll is mine. And I can't forget that one fourth of his blood is mine. I try not to worry. Please don't come for me. I promise I'll be great. Just let me keep with mine. Please don't come for me. It almost inches please. Wait, let me have some money. Please don't come for me. Mine over matter, it don't matter when you're mad at her. It's hard to draw a clear distinction from who you are, who you are. Through the looking glass with passing future, begin to burn. And no one can blame you. They say the world is what you make it. You make speak and breathe. And those rules still apply stuck in the world. Of make believe, think best with what you're given. Please don't come for me. I promise I'll be great. Just let me keep with mine. Please don't come for me. It almost inches please. Wait, let me have some money. Please don't come for me. Mine over matter, it don't matter when you're mad at her. I'll put the head off with the head. Be the roses, be the roses red, off with the head. Be the roses, be the roses red, off with the head. Be the roses, be the roses red, off with the head. Be the roses, be the roses red, off with the head. Thank you.