Poor Timing, by The Challenged

Poor Timing

from Warehouse Worries by The Challenged

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5 years in and you're filled with panic, you're gonna scrap to begin again. Simplify, get rid of cluttered city life. Will I be in your trash bags?

I guess you can say our timing was so poor
the sum of frustrations we've learned to ignore
the boiling point approaches- how long until the water
spills on the floor and we've got third degree burns?

This city gets the best of you- bites, scratches and chews. You're a discarded dog toy. You'll ask me to move, give up a life and choose...a decision with no time.