Clock
written by: Jak Locke
version 2:
from Action Packed Self Destruction (2014 June 14) (4:45)
I can't take anymore now no make up break up not this time
One more time one last time hang up lights out two years all for nothing
Now I've got nothing here but time
Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the
Clock is frozen nothing happens, there's an absence of everything I thought I'd find
My days are mine now to do anything that I want, nothing comes to mind
Don't want to get high with my friends
Think I'll just way til the day ends just waiting on the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Hang out, pretend everything's fine and what worries me is that everything is fine
No agony, no remorse, save for the days that will never again be mine
I hate to say what sounds so cruel
I miss my time more than you
New day, new play, she's on my lap and I'm finding it hard to get into this
Resist, keep distance as a rule, can't afford another cycle of pointlessness
Guess she's just my flavor of the week
Wonder if there's more that I should seek than salvaging the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
(I hate to say what sounds so cruel)
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
(I miss my time more than you)
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
(Now I've got nothing here but time)
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
(Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the)
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to
version 1:
from Charlie Brown Gone Mad: 85XXX! (2008 August 03) (4:24)
I can't take anymore now no make up break up not this time
One more time one last time hang up lights out two years all for nothing
Now I've got nothing here but time
Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the
Clock is frozen nothing happens, there's an absence of everything I thought I'd find
My days are mine now to do anything that I want, nothing comes to mind
Don't want to get high with my friends
Think I'll just way til the day ends just waiting on the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Hang out, pretend everything's fine and what worries me is that everything is fine
No agony, no remorse, save for the days that will never again be mine
I hate to say what sounds so cruel
I miss my time more than you
New day, new play, she's on my lap and I'm finding it hard to get into this
Resist, keep distance as a rule, can't afford another cycle of pointlessness
Guess she's just my flavor of the week
Wonder if there's more that I should seek than salvaging the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
(I hate to say what sounds so cruel)
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
(I miss my time more than you)
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
(Now I've got nothing here but time)
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
(Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the)
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to
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