Tick Tock goes the clock
on my wall.
Watching as the hands swing by.
Helplessly hypnotized..
No escape; but why find it?
Lost in my own world, and I don't want to leave.
Everything is perfect. Peaceful. Bliss.
The way I want.
Tick Tock goes the clock
on my wall.
Watching as the hands swing by.
Helplessly hypnotized..
Don't try to wake me; for I am not sleeping.
Just dreaming and waiting;
For my world to come back to me.
Longing for it to take me away.
Tick Tock goes the clock
on my wall.
Watching as the hands swing by.
Helplessly hypnotized..
The real world calls for me, but I don't want to call back.
It's not the same here, nor will it be.
Here, it's normal. Bland. Dull. Black and White.
My world is more colorful and vibrant.
Tick Tock goes the clock
on my wall.
Watching as the hands swing by.
Helplessly hypnotized..
But now, I can't see my world.
It doesn't call for me; It may have grown tired of me..
Or I may have grown tired of it?
The real world calls for me..and I call back.
