15 minutes by Christian Matthew

15 minutes is all that need.
I feel ya kid, but I must admit the way ya talk- it's scaring me.
I guess I've never known what I wanted to be.
It's your life, but it ain't like you gotta know by this time next week.
I try and try, but every night I just can't keep myself from falling.
Jesus Christ. No wonder why your whole family's been calling me.
Checking to see.

15 minutes alone is all I need.
Not on your life 'cause in that time you'll be your own worst enemy.
I guess I'm not like the rest of my family.
No you're not a thing like the rest of your family.
My head's a mess, I'm unimpressed by everyone and everything.
You'll be unless you deal with this, at least you ain't done anything yet.
That you might regret.

I may not have all the answers for you.
But I can offer something to do.
So.

While our eyes adjust to the dark
we can ride the bus down to Washington Park
get a case from the covy out on Madison and Lark
sit around and wait for our lives to start.
So Tommy, Tommy, tell me, tell me what'll it be?
'cause I got time and a decent dime and a line on a guy with a fake ID.
So, Tommy would you just put your trust in me?
15 minutes is all I need.

• Acoustic
• Punk
• folk punk
• story telling
• Elmira