Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Your Clock

I am clock
I am your
I am your mechanical bride
Nothing is done without my

I own you, I own you
I decide how you sleep
And how much
You are allowed

I decide you desire
I you time to think
I am the mirror, constant
That follows and shadows you you go

And out the light
At the end of tunnel you try
Be on
Be on

Always feel like you're late
Always feel you're always late
And need more and punishment

Do not
Do not
Do not behind
Wings are flapping behind you

You what's coming next
As I swoop down a hungry owl
And sink my talons into back
And drag you to square one again

The pain gets a little worse time
Crash, crumple, crash,
Do not go, do not collect
dignity and your self respect

Give up, over
Give up, it's
No allowed to try something you like
The bills all due yesterday

You've failed, through
failed, you're through

First we form our habits then they us
We dress up as someone else day
Gingerbread houses, fireplace
What tastes the witches won't let you have

These days a baby
Is like having a BMW used to be
While they're
Play new age cassettes

To transmit subliminal
I mom, I like school
I like to study, I like

I am the teacher who yelled at you
For not attention
And shamed you in front of the entire
And dragged you around the room by the

This is what happens to boys and
penmanship is messy
Be neat like the
Follow

Obey what is put in of you
is the ultimate sin
You can't be creative the rest of life
Your counselor wants a with you

If you liked school, you'll work
yourself to a job you'll hate
Get a hobby but keep it in the
Shove yourself into a

Despise your ideas your knows best
We can't all do we want to do
settle for what you're told to expect
Do not take chances you might

And you don't want to out the hard way
How our society
The
The ones who make

Bad
Bad
depression
Mental hospitals,

Born on the cutting floor
Die in the bin by the door, of the spirit
Why do people so many useless toys
In of the perfect baby sitter?

For just 19.95 and thirteen minutes out of your busy day
You could the full rich experience of parenthood
the mess of the real thing

It's Video Baby
From Creative Programming
Offering all of the
And none of the

I am calendar, there is no escape
I am why you're so afraid to respect
I led you down path after path
With on a stick
I'll let you but never embrace

Peek in the door
I slam it on fingers
Go back, adventure is not
Go back, not

I leave you
Henpecked and
Never bounty
enough nerve

To reach out for something
Than the grind you call life

The hatch of your hamster is open
But guess who just outside the door
on your treadmill
Keep on that wire wheel

in hand
Money down just out of reach
You'll out soon enough
It's all part of the

When no longer useful
You can retire
To the glue factory of choice
Free at last to scratch your
Wondering what

Find how flew
past you
Free at last to what happened
at last, I bid you goodbye

On your own, to to die
On own, to wait to die
On your own, to to die
On own, to wait to die