tick tock. stock. lock. barrels.
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Tick tock goes the clock,
Tick tock, it's time to take stock..
sling blade won. iron man begun. all the heroes came together today. sadness spread. when you heard what they say. not worth the effort. lady in the mist. demons in the fog. darkness spreads envy. leaving more then it share empty. locked under the stairs. flying on fumes. least its not brooms. wicked witchery. indicates. another left from me. was told. feels get old. tear apart my soul. lighter strike. never right? ow alright. wishing a day. when just one door sway open my way. but slamming back an forth. envious of the truth. burn my soul for only the real can show what kinda flow to the next proposition. big decisions. leaving or staying. distress beginning. overwhelmed to strategy. God keeps pushing. laid it down for me. left the alter. at noon. prayed my last. once I looked at the clock. clock. said noon. noon. then the screen locks...
Tick tock goes the clock,
Tick...
Tick tock goes the clock,
Tick tock, it's time to take stock..
sling blade won. iron man begun. all the heroes came together today. sadness spread. when you heard what they say. not worth the effort. lady in the mist. demons in the fog. darkness spreads envy. leaving more then it share empty. locked under the stairs. flying on fumes. least its not brooms. wicked witchery. indicates. another left from me. was told. feels get old. tear apart my soul. lighter strike. never right? ow alright. wishing a day. when just one door sway open my way. but slamming back an forth. envious of the truth. burn my soul for only the real can show what kinda flow to the next proposition. big decisions. leaving or staying. distress beginning. overwhelmed to strategy. God keeps pushing. laid it down for me. left the alter. at noon. prayed my last. once I looked at the clock. clock. said noon. noon. then the screen locks...
Tick tock goes the clock,
Tick...