*Time in Teardrops*(un-edited)

This life taste old
Like flat tonic water/
Open my eyes to daybreak
Trying to forget the night
The dreams that haunt me/
What came first the chicken or the egg?
Evolution or Creation/
I turn to the clock next to me
Cannot trust the blinking time/
I kick away the skins of past days
Still laying on my floor
I reach down to pick them up
And to myself I think/
I have all the time in the world
Time for all the things that don’t need it/
I drag through most of the day
Wishing for someone to laugh with me/
Someone to prove to me
That this not all there is/
I feel a strand of hair graze my face
And I quickly pull it back/
I am wishing it is you
Wishing it is your finger
Gently caressing my face
And as I stare into your eyes
We sing a song
Of love and passion/
And I wake up from this silly daydream
Its time to move now/
I put on music and walk
I wish to mull things over
But I am not alone/
I think part of me is scared
Scared to be alone
Alone inside my own head/
I shake it off
This place I have spent much time here
But it is different/
Who are these people?
They are not who they should be/
I see a friendly face worn down
By this world, by this bottle/
Small talk kills
But it is better then no talk at all
Run from the conversation in fear you’ll say too much/
I roam around trying to find
A person to talk to
Or a person who knows when to shut up
Maybe someone to love
Or just someone to fuck!/
I’m crammed into a small room
With a few good people
And through the smoke and thick warm air
We talk, and time moves by/
It is over now no one is left
All gone home
All gone to bed/
I walk home and try to think
Of the days events
And what this all means/
And as I lay in bed
I think to myself
FUCK SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK MOTHER FUCKER
Change is coming I tell myself
For it is the only hope I have left
And I have to hold onto
The little sanguinity I have left