The Clocks, The Clocks Testo

Testo The Clocks, The Clocks

Hello Katelyn, let's start anotherBullshit day among the rest
Grab your coffee and a smile
And we'll blow through this fucking mess
Maybe I could make a stupid joke
Maybe you could have another smoke
And we plot our fucking way out of this town
I wake up early too
And I punch this clock the same as you
And I don't like it anymore than you do
Take comfort in the fact you're not alone
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