The Clockworker's Tale
Tic Tok
It is me he mocks
A chagrin on his moonlit face
Mocking me and my distaste
For complacency
Tic Tok
A life of hard knocks
Never one to give in
Fighting the demons from within
For sanity
Tic Tok
Goddammit i'm lost
Lost to the darkness once more
Listening to my own sobs behind my bedroom door
For God's sake
Tic Tok
It is me he mocks
Wasting what precious time i have left
These eyes that have wept
For time is of the essence
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