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Tick Tock
The clock ticks
Each second goes by
Slower than the next
And you wonder
When the clock will stop
As if it is your own time bomb
Just waiting to detonate
When will be your turn
Tick Tock
Memories race in your mind
Looking back through time
And you think
What happened to the good times
Why do I only see the bad?
Tick Tock
What to do anymore
I don't know
Do I just sit here
And wait for the inevitable destruction?
Tick Tock
Each second goes by
Slower than the next
And you wonder
When the clock will stop
As if it is your own time bomb
Just waiting to detonate
When will be your turn
Tick Tock
Memories race in your mind
Looking back through time
And you think
What happened to the good times
Why do I only see the bad?
Tick Tock
What to do anymore
I don't know
Do I just sit here
And wait for the inevitable destruction?
Tick Tock
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