She She has lots of elusive questions even after successfully passing the expensive quiz She used to be the life of the party but now she doesn't quite know were the party is Husband's drunk, the son's in a gang, the daughter is pregnant and she'd not planned it. She can think about it, look at it, undress it, but she'll never quite understand it. Her time is short she is aware. It this her night or her nightmare. Her time is short she is aware. It this her night or her nightmare.
He is faster, fatter, bigger, cheaper and wants a good brain but not a good heart But glass walls and everyone can see what's going on and that he's not that smart He can talk about death with a smile on his face but as for his soul the jury's still out He'll have a correct answer later than an incorrect one now that he can live without His time is short he is aware Is this his night or his nightmare His time is short he is aware Is this his night or his nightmare
Some say it don't matter ,some say we don't care but we all have our excuses so what is yours. It's better to say we don't care than no cause we are all just, hooker, sluts, whores On the thin geeky line we swim in stupidity cause we are too big to fail and too hard to kill Our wise heads are silent and sorrowful and the glazed stares in our eyes are so still Our time is limited we are aware Is this our night or our nightmare Our time is limited we are aware Is this our night or our nightmare
The little man, the big man and the bad man were all sitting there in their darwinian nightmare Living lying with the dying and the dead still fighting george's war under the spotlight's glare They don't try and fool us cause we ask to suspend reality to be fooled for we never leave the cave They are chained to the shadows for they have dynamited the foundation cause they want their own grave. Their time is limited they are aware Is this their night or their nightmare Their time is limited they are aware Is this their night or their nightmare
I really gotta find that edge but sometimes that edge never shows itself it just never materializes. Now my turn in the barrel but if I could gash them for a big chunk then I could claim the big prizes. Climbing out of my hole I see no easy fix for death and I don't worry as it can only get worse This is where the rubber hits the spiritual road but the burning tires are only on the black hearse. My time is limited I am aware Is this my night or my nightmare My time is limited I am aware Is this my night or my nightmare
Chords Verse G \ D \ F \ G \ G \ D \ F \ G \ G \ D \ F \ G \ G \ D \ F \ Em \ Em \
Chorus D \ Em \ D \ Em \ D \ Em \ D \ Em \ Em \
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