Lyric

Coins in my pocket

Keys on the table

I check the time

Not the total

Swipe it

Tap it

Let it go

Every number moves too slow

Say it’s small

Say it’s fine

I’m ahead in my own mind

I used to say it’s all pretend

Just paper lines, a useless trend

People measuring their days

By what they own and what they waste

I laughed it off, I paid it fast

Didn’t plan to make it last

Every choice felt clean and free

When the cost wasn’t chasing me

Funny how I know the price

Before I know the name

Count it down

Count it wrong

I don’t keep it very long

Feels like air

In my hand

Till it’s gone before it lands

No alarms

No red signs

Just a shadow keeping time

I don’t look

I don’t check

But it follows every step

I said I’d never need a plan

Loose grip, open span

Turns out freedom has a shape

And it waits for me to slip

Nothing loud

Nothing breaks

Just a line I didn’t erase

Count it down

Count it wrong

I don’t keep it very long

Count it down

Count it wrong

I don’t keep it very long

Feels like air

In my hand

Till it’s gone before it lands

No alarms

No red signs

Just a shadow keeping time

I don’t look

I don’t check

But it follows every step

Still counting

Still counting