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Tick Tock
tick tock tick tock
wish that fucking clock
would just stop
Or just speed the fuck up
so I will stop feeling stuck
in this rut
of ruin and despair
where my eyes tear
and my lungs gasp for air
just to look around
and still see your not there!
Time isn't worth living
when you have a soul
who is grieving
a heart that is bruised and beatin
from this fucking clock
that keeps tickin
pulling me in
to its ungodly sin
of forever pain
forever lost
forever forsaken
without hope of awaken
from this tormented
fucking ticking
that has my soul
screaming and kicking
for something more
for something worth living.
wish that fucking clock
would just stop
Or just speed the fuck up
so I will stop feeling stuck
in this rut
of ruin and despair
where my eyes tear
and my lungs gasp for air
just to look around
and still see your not there!
Time isn't worth living
when you have a soul
who is grieving
a heart that is bruised and beatin
from this fucking clock
that keeps tickin
pulling me in
to its ungodly sin
of forever pain
forever lost
forever forsaken
without hope of awaken
from this tormented
fucking ticking
that has my soul
screaming and kicking
for something more
for something worth living.
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