How many times will the clock go 'round?. How many times can my hands hit the ground?. How many coffins before there's a crown?. How far will I fall 'til the alarm sounds?.
Once in a while I act like a child, to feel like a kid again.. It gets like a prison in the body I'm living in.. 'Cause everyone's watching and quick to start talking,.
Don't think too hard, if you think it hurts that bad.. Don't talk about it, don't let it get you down.. It's only one part, of the story.. Just let it go, don't let it bring you down now..