Nunican, Batya Belle - Kill Time Lyrics

Hammer to the hourglass
Stammer through a thousand raps
Power through the sour stench
Of cowardice around my head
Halos and tridents weigh heavy on my shoulders
Sending Payloads like viruses that levy taxes on my modem
Shit I should mull things over
Trippin over 4 leaf clovers
Throwing manna back to god
Reach for cups of bleach and Folgers
Hold up the cup like here's to motivation
To tears and concentration
I fear that mere creation
Aint near enough compensation
For years of isolation
Just to Kill time
Get nauseous
like I drink what drip from flint faucets
Spit nonsense
These thoughts been nonstop since
The origin of artists
So if I must be starvin
Then I'll take that fucking bargon
And i'll just keep making garbage
Just to kill time

Maybe it's the way I don't like what i make
Maybe it's the way that you don't feel the same
Gotta kill time
Shoulda killed time
Gotta kill time before time kills me tonight

My sleep paralysis demon sticks around
I let him on my shoulder. he weighs like 60 lbs
Get up and heave the boulder. I rarely leave my house
I'm in a waking coma. Might not make it out
Don't even think I care about sleep anymore
Seems that my Z's and my Sheep are at war
Need the 26th but only seeing 24s
With an x in each eye feeling dead as a door-nail
Peering through the mirror see a pale faced poltergeist
My Stored heaps of torn pieces are reaching shoulder height
Floor creaks when souls creep in the colder nights
No sleep no work complete slowly reaching towards the light
From my temple to the tapestry
Sent a tempest to Olympus soon as I grasped the peak
Life's a cycle and though the pain can feel quite endless
I'll return to relative content 'til then i'll count the seconds

Maybe it's the way I don't like what i make
Maybe it's the way that you don't feel the same
Gotta kill time
Shoulda killed time
Gotta kill time before time kills me tonight