The Clocks Lyrics - Singles - Parabelle

She buries the clocks; times wide open like her thoughts 

But you still make sense and I feel the weakness in your touch 

I am in repair so much that no one cares 

Release the charm while I hold my hand over your mouth 

I would follow you down if you're still here 

I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 

We'll shake away the memories 

I know I feel the way you sin 

Just scream I won't surrender 

This feels like plastic but on my own accord 

One day it makes you perfect 

A kind of treason that you live for 

But my god what have we done 

I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 

We'll shake away the memories 

I know I feel the way you sin 

Just scream I won't surrender 

Cross my heart, my lips defend your tongue 

My face demands your touch, we fake but not enough 

You're gonna burn someday, we're gonna live forever 

I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 

We'll shake away the memories 

I know I feel the way you sin 

Just scream I won't surrender.