Clockwork Lyrics by Carbon Leaf
Clean Lyric
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A monster used to chase me
Used to jump from the top of my stairs
I used to sit in the rain on the wet leaves
On top of the shed roof (if my mother knew)

The clock on the wall has a good time with my time
The brainstorming rainstorm is on its way
The pale color of the door that's seen everything before
But just from only one side

No warning, history rears it's ugly head
(Stepped on its tail)
Still running from what I chase
The lesson learned has come so frail

The clock has fallen and the cuckoo is calling
And the blackbirds congregate and shuffle their wings
I'm on the wire and they call me a liar
But this time I'm going to sing

Chorus:
No escape
Just how I feel
No escape
Just how I feel
No escape
Just how I feel
No escape
Just how I feel

My textureless history I store
In a textured bag (it's painted real fine)
Your serious laughing, infectious clapping
Still a beat behind

Let's get to the root of the matter I have no roots
No matter I'll grow my own
Quitting's easier and time is greasier
Slipping from the metronome

Chorus

The clock in the hall has a bad time with my time
Blackbirds congregate and shuffle their wings
I'm on the wire and they call me a liar
But this time I'm going to sing

Chorus x2

Yeah yeah yeah...
A monster used to chase me    Used to jump from the top of my stairs    I used to sit in the rain on the wet leaves    On top of the shed roof (if my mother knew)       The clock on the wall has a good time with my time    The brainstorming rainstorm is on its way    The pale color of the door that's seen everything before    But just from only one side       No warning, history rears it's ugly head    (Stepped on its tail)    Still running from what I chase    The lesson learned has come so frail       The clock has fallen and the cuckoo is calling    And the blackbirds congregate and shuffle their wings    I'm on the wire and they call me a liar    But this time I'm going to sing      Chorus:    No escape   Just how I feel    No escape   Just how I feel    No escape   Just how I feel    No escape   Just how I feel       My textureless history I store   In a textured bag (it's painted real fine)    Your serious laughing, infectious clapping    Still a beat behind       Let's get to the root of the matter I have no roots    No matter I'll grow my own    Quitting's easier and time is greasier    Slipping from the metronome      Chorus      The clock in the hall has a bad time with my time   Blackbirds congregate and shuffle their wings   I'm on the wire and they call me a liar   But this time I'm going to sing      Chorus x2      Yeah yeah yeah...