[Lyric] Clocks (Ditz (UK))

[Verse 1]
Basing your connections on a premise so thin
You can see right through them, so brittle it’ll crack
A smile right back under your feet
Bite off your legs, leave you with stumps

[Verse 2]
Chastise you for your whimper and embrace it too
We can suck up your weakness and swish it around
In our mouths and pass it back and forth
And back and forth, and back and forth

[Verse 3]
I’m all out of cartridges for you right now
We’ll have to run on different juice, I got things to do
I don’t got the time, I don’t got the time
I don’t got the time, I don’t got the time
I don’t got the time, I don’t got the time
I don’t got the time, I don’t got the time
I don’t got the time, I don’t got thе time
I don’t got the time, I don’t got it
[Outro]
Hostility vanishеd outside the chalk circle
Replaced my lingering tension
And all the power was held within
And all the hopefuls could do was wait and wait
Until a decision had been made
From the fucking and the fighting
And the fucking and the fighting