The clock ticks down with an even precision
I pass from one second into the fourth dimension
Do you know what it’s like to stare through a clock?
Seconds become hours and hours into chalk
Experience is my best friend for today
But he lies and betrays
Hating your best friend feels so wrong
But the list goes on and on
Everything goes back to a single precision
Just a moment in time that I didn’t listen
It’s like I’m lost. I just want that shock
Maybe that jolt will finally start the clock