Tick tock
I'm looking at my clock
Run and roll
Down into my hole
How many times I say
'I'm late! I'm late! '
When I should make
To date and get
Tick tock
I keep watching my clock
Rush and roll
Falling to my hole
I don't really care
Who will be carried away
I have too much trouble
To meet me in the middle
Tick tock
I start hating my clock
Move and roll
To the deepest black hole
How many times I feel
Like I always be chased
When I only want
A peaceful lazy life
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