Pass The Time

First Acoustic upload. Just recorded on my computer's speaker, so quality isn't very good. Lyrics: my parts mashed up, grown in size and thrown in with all of the living no voice to say "keep still the door, Existence is a chore, Existence is a chore." Locked out of my cell, I reside under unfamiliar ceilings, No decisions of my own to make My life's not mine to take My life's not mine to take Don't worry about understanding, it's just a little scratch I'll stop the bleeding in 80 years, in time for the next batch Scripture reads 'all life's a blessing' be sure that we emphasize, there's no right to say "keep still the door, Existence is a chore, Existence is a bore" Locked out in this open plain, I'm singing of how none can empathize. Where did we cast our humanity to say, "your life's not yours to take, your life's not yours to take" ? Don't worry about understanding, It's just a common gash I'll stop the hemorrhage in 80 years, they say it's gone in a flash. Don't worry about understanding It's all part of "ash to ash" I'll reach that relief in 80 years Hope that it's gone in a flash I guess I can pass the time, Doing my best Morrissey