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Time, is a credit card

Letting you run up quite a tab

Then comes the re-possessor

Comes to take back all you had.

It takes you beauty, takes your youth,

Takes your parents and your very will to live

Don't be fooled for a second

Time has nothing to give

It's gonna start to take it back

The longer that you live.

It will take your family, your hair, your teeth

Leaving you only with another funeral wreath.

Time seem your friend

Till it turns on you

Stabs you in the back

Yeah, it turns on you.

Was never your friend,

Just using you.

Sitting back patiently

Waiting to laugh

As it brings you to your knees.

It breaks you down

One bite at a time

Never gets arrested

Despite the crime

Yeah, that's you old friend

Father Time.

Lyrics: © 2025 Sam Perry.

Music and Arrangement: © 2025 Sam Perry.

© 2025 Sam Perry. All rights reserved.