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However many seconds left

I do not wish to know

And whatever time may still remain

I will not attempt to forgo

From 30,000 feet above

Or damn near 6 cold feet below

The days of getting laid all night

Will be the same as the ones jerking off alone

Behind me, behind us all

In the past, so forgetable

Let's not discuss highs and lows

Of so many years ago

How about we live out this sun

And embrace what comes tomorrow

And hey y'all, time flies

So let's strap it on our arms

Not a watch or a turnikit

But more like a reminding scar

All of the shit I have seen

Cannot be re-done or replaced

So if there's some steaming crap you regret

No need to smear it all over your face

Get down