Time is getting tighter, like the belt around my throat
No love, just lies,I hate your eyes. So just shut up and smoke.
I'm too tired to fight today, the belt around my neck
Asphyxiate and masturbate to calm this nervous wreck.
Snuff out a mind that's racing.
Cum on the day I'm facing.
Roll over and play dead.
Won't stop the voices in my head.
Time goes in both directions, like the hands upon the clock
As we waste away the hours and we smoke instead of talk.
I'm keeping myself calm today 'cause I anticipate,
The orgasm I will have choking on this hate.
from Hot Dam!,
released June 24, 2015
Written by Marchione / Finnie