This life is an express train

Rolling down the track

Anytime someone cries

They get no money back
Tick, tick, tock

Time marches on

Faster than feelings,

until the clock is gone
Hyperventilating 101,

Chronos doesn’t care.

He flips the bird, 

Lets it fly, up into the air
That’s it and thanks a lot,

I’d like to get off here.

Take a breath, enjoy the ride,

sit and have a beer.

We are not amooooooosed