Fourteen days
That's all you get
No time to pray
No time to forget
Tick hits hard
Right in your chest
You feel it now
You know the rest
Tick slow
Tick dry
You don't get to ask why
Tick slow
Tick dry
No one leaves this alive
A voice comes down
Clean and controlled
Like ending lives
Is bought and sold
No shaking hands
No second glance
Just quiet words
That kill by chance
No sirens yet
No bodies fall
But something's moving
Through it all
Tick slow
Tick dry
You can feel it in your spine
Tick slow
Tick dry
Running out of borrowed time
Fourteen days
Say it again
So it feels
Like less than ten
The desert keeps
What men decide
It buries truth
And calls it right
No clock to break
No chain to cut
No way to stop
What's coming up
Tick slow
Tick dry
You hear it when you close your eyes
Tick slow
Tick dry
Even silence tells you lies
Tick slow
Tick dry
Time is standing by your side
Fourteen days