Seymour - Old Monk

they’re always searching for me

cause i’m like you

i hate what’s coming for me

i used to choose

but we’ve seen the last of forty seconds in the past always better than the

next forty approaching

it’s a paradox but we’ll still cry just the same

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i reach inside my pocket pick an angle on the locket

there’s always freaks in my brain

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low i lay down low

there’s always pressure to go

so i lay down low

but we’ve seen the last of forty seconds in the past always better than the

next forty approaching

it’s a paradox but we’ll still cry just the same