Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
I tried to fit in but can't even fit in with the misfits
Trying to find a place or inner peace feel like a missing piece
To f*ck knows what
But I'll find my space whether they like it or not
All the shit that I forgot will come around to get me down
Move into a different town
Learn to get shit done you gotta go alone
I feel more comfortable when I'm on my own.
Just give me a couple years to
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
And maybe we will meet again
But no promises 'cos you know I don't need any friends
Speaking of the devil, thought you were my friend
But no one will be there until the bitter end
Messed up, how anybody will use you just to try and help them to
Make the best of a bad place and bitter times
Gotta draw the line
Say this isn't fine
Will you remember me on the other side?
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
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Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
I tried to fit in but can't even fit in with the misfits
Trying to find a place or inner peace feel like a missing piece
To f*ck knows what
But I'll find my space whether they like it or not
All the shit that I forgot will come around to get me down
Move into a different town
Learn to get shit done you gotta go alone
I feel more comfortable when I'm on my own.
Just give me a couple years to
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
And maybe we will meet again
But no promises 'cos you know I don't need any friends
Speaking of the devil, thought you were my friend
But no one will be there until the bitter end
Messed up, how anybody will use you just to try and help them to
Make the best of a bad place and bitter times
Gotta draw the line
Say this isn't fine
Will you remember me on the other side?
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
I tried to fit in but can't even fit in with the misfits
Trying to find a place or inner peace feel like a missing piece
To f*ck knows what
But I'll find my space whether they like it or not
All the shit that I forgot will come around to get me down
Move into a different town
Learn to get shit done you gotta go alone
I feel more comfortable when I'm on my own.
Just give me a couple years to
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
And maybe we will meet again
But no promises 'cos you know I don't need any friends
Speaking of the devil, thought you were my friend
But no one will be there until the bitter end
Messed up, how anybody will use you just to try and help them to
Make the best of a bad place and bitter times
Gotta draw the line
Say this isn't fine
Will you remember me on the other side?
Clock work
Tell me all the different things that make it feel like love hurts
I can only talk about the tales and things that I've heard
Dragging through the calendar, you really know I'm serious
Looking round the room man I think I might be delirious
One step at a time, trying to find the difference between our minds
Most of us would like a better place to lay our heads
But if it's between a dream and sleep wouldn't be caught dead
So I'll make do with a bunk bed
Writer: Talon Payne
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