At the Time
I studied numbers,sequences and rhymes
Connections,patterns in between the lines
It seemed a good idea at the time
Unfortunately, with study, we use mime
We see beneath the surface to the crimes
I studied numbers,sequences and rhymes
Whenever I was found, I took the blame
The clock gave more than twenty thousand chimes
Life seemed a good idea all the time
Humiliation, sadism,torture,fame
We share the blasphemy that God will smile
Life seemed a good idea at the time
How the world is full of rebuffs yet beguiles
Enough,I’ll give it one more finite trial
I studied numbers,sequences and lies
I joined the Secret Service,I’m a spy
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