The clock is ticking waiting for the moment it'll finally stop,
it's windin up for the next time I try to break the watch..
I'm trippin over it's hands as the numbers stop at the top..
and continue to drop,
numbers one through twelve ready to unlock
when will be my moment to shine..
or Finally die..the exact date and time
I wait..as the seasons go by
it's so funny how time controls our lives
and when we try to control it..
it screws up our minds
what do I do..how can I escape it
how can I retrace it
convince it to take me back and erase shit
when I keep spinnin with it
and my thinking comes outta place
an I'm hidden under it
an I'm hidden under it
Just like the sun being trapped by the moon,
blinding the light from seeing you,
now it's only night and I sleep to dream it through..
walking past these frightening shadows that erase these clues
stop this shit please why would you get up and leave me..
your supposed to be here not trap and deceive me
you leave my thoughts crushed and my eyes blinded bleeding,
leave me wondering why when I thought I was healing..
your blocking the path of my life while I kneel here screaming,
begging for you to give it back and quit the stealing
life gets so difficult when time only leaves us breathing
why do you think there is so much cheating?
it's 10:30pm an I'm writin this out..
it's a sickening day
you don't need to hear me out..
a boy isn't what the story's about
time is finally dead nobody needs it around..
Written By Esra Chebli
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