Lyrics

Lost in self-reflection Consumed by introspection Over these indiscretions That we did not commit The boulevard is blurry And we are in such a hurry To not be judged by this jury Of persons far from peers Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby Tick tock, we can't stop moving Face to face with the firing squad No rest now for the weary While the wicked ones applaud Take heed to shield your faces For judgment day is near We can handle any hardship If we can make it through this year The winter hibernation Brought spring and condemnation Then summer's hesitation Now we all look to the fall There's a light in the darkness that's struggling to shine There's some remnant of hope in this hurt soul of mine Tick tock, we can't stop moving Face to face with the firing squad No rest now for the weary While the wicked ones applaud Take heed to shield your faces For judgment day is near We can handle any hardship If we can make it through this year Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby Tick tock, we can't stop moving Face to face with the firing squad No rest now for the weary While the wicked ones applaud Take heed to shield your faces For judgment day is near We can handle any hardship If we can make it through this year
Writer(s): Maryjo Mattea Oster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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