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Tuesday, 18 November 2008

Tick Tock, Tick Tock. (Suicidal)

The dark is cold and black
my time is nearly up
all I can hear is tick tock
from that stupid fuckin clock

The shadows in darkness
the demons at night
the angels that say good night "sleep tight"
as they turn of the lights

The demons come alive
and surround me all night
till the bitter end
when I lie in my six foot box
Tick Tock, Tick Tock

That door I see before me
Oh how it reminds me of that box
as i turn to face that dreaded clock
Tick Tock, Tick Tock

I will save you all the trouble
and wish my self
A very long good night