Secondhand

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I spent my time fishing through pockets of old winter coats

looking for a weathered New York City subway token charm

But instead I found a shattered silver pocket watch

a present given to me to mark my twenty first year

But the time had never stopped

The months rolled on

Nine years passed without a sound

the ticking heart bead dead and gone

I wasted days thinking about how I wasted so much time

I sat alone in my room while the weeks went by

Someone save me from this tomb in Graceland

I was hiding in an attic the past two years cuz I'm a fugitive

Call the detectives in

I'm ready to confess

all the terrible things I did

[01:34.20][01:31.04][01:27.63]It's time for my sinking heart to rest