Delicious angst.

Time is marching on

Isn't that disgusting?

The great lie is here

All you could want

Feel

Think

Dream

Wish

What is it, really? Useful? Ha!

Is that your childhood knocking?

The door of time is great

Too great for you, boy

Time is marching on

And it really is disgusting

Give him chains

And he will break free

And in the same way

Freedom begets chains

Everything must change

There's nothing you can do

Whew! It took a long time to say that

There's nothing I can do either

No fucking stupid words will work

Wordsworth... worth what?

Nothing, nothing you can do

Time is marching on

Fine, I get it, you get it too

But it's disgusting all the same

Please don't give me freedom

When I yearn for chains

Only in chains

Can everything then change