Tick-Tock of the Midnight clock
Tick-Tick of the Midnight clock
Tick-Tock goes the Midnight clock
once again in this repetive spot
"Who am I meant to be?"
"Where I am I suppoused to go?"
Tick-Tock goes the Midnight clock
The night light hits my eyes
They don't know of my painful heart mine's
Tearing me from place to place
Never allowing me to have a peaceful taste
Tick-Tock goes the Midnight clock
"How would they know my heart?"
"Is it all really on my part?"
With the all the sound's of the night
Only the Tick-Tock on the clock feels right
Tick-Tock goes the Midnight clock
Comfort is fleeting
and only my heart is beating
Sleep consumes my whole person
Only the Tick-Tock of the Midnight clock will be nursing
Tick-Tock goes the Midnight clock
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