Platinum clockwork

Tick-tock tick-tock

Time goes on and I can’t keep up
As my mind goes blank with that ticking clock.
God himself likes to wind it up
To make our lives always end with tock. 

Tick-tock tick-tock

The undying rhythm follows free
There’s no time to waste, there’s no time to lose.
The metronome is attached to me
The beat is the same, I cannot choose. 

Tick-tick tick-tock

Time is slipping out of my veins 
Why is it fast? Why am I slow?
The tickety tickety burns like flames
How far will this rhythm go?

Tick-tick tick-tick

Why can't I stop the movement of life
From going around to steal us again?
"Time" stabs us with a platinum knife
For souls that time will forever gain.
 
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LunaMoonBox

VT

YWP Alumni

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