THE HANDS SPEND FASTER THAN THE POCKETS CAN

You can spend time

But its a special kind of currency

Unlike money, see, 

It's something you can't earn

You can spend time

Better than our paper currency

Spent my time with human beings

But their time is not mine

And my time I can't rewind

No return policy on minutes like dimes and nickels spent

On things I wanted but no longer desire 

I spent my time on who I wanted

But they no longer desire me

I wasted my currency with no life time warranty

Months that can't come back to me

Only the flashbacks and memories

Of things I'll never get to see again

Why can't time be like yen?

Why cant time be the fin?

I could throw it to the loud and then I'd spend it again

Smoking feelings away

MEDUSA ARTIST