Lyrics
The Clock
(Open-D)
Crazy imagination,
mild hallucinations,
it's hard to think,
when people expect from you
fast procrastination,
soul incarceration,
it's hard to sing,
when no one can hear from you.
Tic the clock talks at a steady pace,
rhythm of the time that's in my hand.
Tic the clock walks at a steady pace,
wrinkles of the time out of my hand.
Spoken altercation,
lyric fascination,
it's hard to to tell,
when people can see you.
Tic the clock talks at a steady pace,
rhythm of the time that's in my hand.
Tic the clock walks at a steady pace,
wrinkles of the time out of my hand.
[Solo]
Loose my concentration,
girl infatuation
It's hard to laugh,
with words that don't mean a thing.
Tic the clock talks at a steady pace,
rhythm of the time that's in my hand.
Tic the clock walks at a steady pace,
wrinkles of the time out of my hand.
[Repeat]