Songteksten

Tick, tock, tick, tock, there goes the clock.
I'm wasting time and I can't stop
To save my life.
I tip-toed, tip-toed straight to the top.
Been promised lots but all I got
Was high and dry.
Here I am now.
Spinning round and round.
I'm coming loose.
Strike a match.
Burn the past to ashes.
This is my debut.
The master plan failed.
Now it's coming down to number two.
Out with the old,
So over it,
And in with the new.
Scratching, hustling for this and that.
Springing traps just like a rat
Inside a maze.
I'm so sick of this circle chase,
And I can't see a finish line to this race.
No, I don't have time to waste.
'Cause I'm not standing still,
And I'm not going back
To places that I've been.
I'll walk until the world ends.
I'm searching for a thrill,
Headfirst into the black.
It's time to make a difference.
Written by: Mitchell Ray Marlow, Siddhartha Menon
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