Clockwork

Am I a fire or the lighter

Am I full of it

Is it me or is it all of them

I'm like my father I am stubborn

I'm my mother's kid

I'll guilt myself into pain until there's nothing left

Nothing left

The air is getting gray now

I see it on the way down

Yeah yeah

It's picking up the pace now

It's quicker on the way down down down

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Can't run from what I'm made of

But why can't I

Identify with parts that I'm supposed to recognize

I got a tight grip on the lesson

This time I won't let it go

Until I let it go there it goes

Air is getting gray now

I see it on the way down

Ah yeah

It's picking up the pace now

It's quicker on the way down

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops

Clockwork

Wheels turn

Heals hurts

Yeah yeah yeah

It's like clockwork

Bad worse

Tired of sittin'

Living' with it till it drops