17:00

It's 17:05 chain me up on cross                              And pierce the veil of love on my face kiss me and make sure that the wind                                          doesn't blow the veil away                            Make me feel tired                     with a heart beating slow                Like its wednesday on 17:05        After a long day waiting for the night to come                                                 Take me to war                                As your metal shield                                    I promise I'll protect you                     Even though the time could be 17:05 For me to watch my favorite show               but still I'll choose                                    to go with you Whenever it's 17:05                             My mind becomes a tailor man Who tails only you on my mind                            My heart becomes a scratched CD That keeps beating your name Again and again                   I hate this time but in some sick twisted way i enjoy it because whenever it's 17:05 i know                        it's time for sacrificing my time and duties By going out and checking on you To see if your lips still smile when i dawn                         If your eyes still blink glitters of love when i look into you If your hands still gets warm when i hold them if i still rock your world                    17:05 is like a storm to me today because you weren't here on my hands to hold you tight am alone physical                       but with only your thoughts on my mind