Phil Gawen - Clockwork Lyrics

Waiting for the slow hand to turn
Round, round, round, round
Waiting for the Clockwork to break
Down, down, down, down

You're waking up to silence
As you struggle with a new point of view
Turn me on to your groove
'Don't enjoy playing the part of a mule

You're kicking back, you're danger
As I'm tumbling back to the wall
I'm reaching out to love you
As your knuckles send me back to the floor

Just a mime, smirking smiles
And a joke for the sake of denial
If it makes any sense at all
Send you a brass for the fall
Of the wall you have built for this trial

I got no more time for wasting
I feel silly standing hurt and abused
I'd brighten up, if I knew
That for sure, you'd stop acting to confuse

I'm kicking back, I'm danger
As you're tumbling back to the wall
I'll be reaching out, to hold you
While my knuckles send you back to the floor

I'm sick of your pretending
It's a no-win scenario I know
Shake it up, I dare say
You'll find yourself awake in the cold

Ooh la, la, la, I'm not up for forgiving
'Cause I know you'll be back with your ammunition pack
And your bang, bang, Maxwell silver bat
Ooh la, la, la, you're holding up my river
And I can't roll my boat upstream
And we cannot row together

Ooh la, la, la, I'm not up for forgiving
And I guess I'll make one more excuse to oblige you
But I don't think I can revive you
Ooh la, la, la, I want to be the living
And though you may say you meant well
I don't believe you
One more chance, so take it or leave it
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