Two Days to Give a Damn

I really wanna know Do you escape yours too Your life expectancy is going down as we speak So best get used to it I guess to each their own Or maybe now a few Now that for twenty-three weeks thought there was a leak So best get used to it The suffix of your name The angles of your face All things that keep me up at night It gets darker, sure darker, where they are placed And I trust I'll never see you again And how there's presence to Your absence due I've not a clue It's five-thirty and I lost all hopes in me Beat around the bush to smell detergent from the east Of that westward house Oh sure will be long gone when I desire Nothing left to be transpired As if an absence will make me feel accomplished And how there's presence to Your absence due I've not a clue And how what all was sung Has come and gone Like rain and fog I wanna lift the world with two days to give a damn In spite of what the future's gonna bring Yeah, times are torn and times are tough when you're your own friend And times are what times should surely be Woah