Tick Tock
tick tock, tick tock,
the mouse runs down the clock.
and with the mouse he takes, my sanity, leaving behind my mistakes.
tick tock, tick tock, he taunts me all night long.
like the constant tick, this song never ends.
rain, rain, go away
never come back again.
i cant handle all this gloom that haunts my room
reminding me of my past.
tick tock, tick tock he runs down the clock
it's driving me insane.
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