Tick Tock
sittin here
sippin on a bottle of wine
watching the clock tick and tock
time passin by
dunno what was the crime
dunno why i had to lose the game
why couldnt things stay the same
now im stuck rememberin the name
of the one who told me i was the best
better than all the rest
no contest
the thought of you is nesting
on my shoulders
weighing down my mind like boulders
tick tock tick my age grows older
just wish i could still hold her
Copyright © Karl Victor | Year Posted 2010
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