tick tock
tick tock the time is running out. as I say 5 minutes the minutes go by.
Times up is that what you say,
you froze not in life but in time, crys mean lies,
who told lies, the clock did with its times.
when time hits the world ends, it'll flood with tears.
HELP!
know one will cause the second you enter this world all you see is HATE!
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