CHORUS 1
Chronomancer! Dickless Tracy !
Colonel Mouse Turd! Fucking face me!
I’ve paid for every one of my sins!
Throw your evidence in the garbage bin!
VERSE 1
Time is a weapon deadlier than a gun
Past, present, and future become one
Anxiety, depression, hostile aggression
Every mistake becomes worthy of mention
I’ve said I’m sorry about a million times
You’ve stayed quiet about your own crimes
How convenient since you need an attorney
To guide you through your criminal journey
CHORUS 2
Chronomancer! Sherlock Home Wrecker!
Missus Pee Cock! Go on record!
Tell everyone how horrible I am!
Forget your own sins, your own jam!
VERSE 2
The future looks grim for the atoners
Turning social butterflies into loners
Turning the past into something that lasts
Forever on a radio show on full blast
I’ve been explaining, yet you don’t hear me
Trying to make my own loved ones fear me
Chronomancer, you don’t have the answers
You’re just a loud and obnoxious bastard
BRIDGE
Those who truly need their final closure
Will always believe it’ll never be over
Thanks to you and your holy crusade
The trauma and drama will never fade
CHORUS 3
Chronomancer! TJ Crooked!
Mister Body Bag! I knew you wouldn’t
Have the guts to see this all the way through!
You’re just a disc jockey with a loose screw!
Pornomancer! You’re the cancer!
You’re the keeper of false answers!
Don’t even try to cast your stones!
You can’t even control your own bone!
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