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 and the pain until there´s nothin´ left (Nothin´ left)
The air´s gettin´ grey now I see it on the way down Yeah, yeah It´s pickin´ up the pace now It´s quicker on the way down, down, down
It´s like clockwork Wheels turn, heals hurt (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til 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 listen, this time I won´t let it go Until I let it go, then it goes
Air´s gettin´ grey now I see it on the way down Aw, yeah It´s pickin´ up the pace now It´s quicker on the way down, ooh
It´s like clockwork
Wheels turn, heals hurt (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops
Woah, ah Oh Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops Oh-ah Oh-oh Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops
It´s like clockwork Wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It´s like clockwork, backwards Tired of sittin´, livin´ with it ´til it drops