CLOCK HEART

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I'm inside your head with a clock,

going tick tock,

the beat starts slow and gets faster as it goes,

finally you cant take it any more,

boom...the gun explodes.



Brains are scattered throughout the room,

and there I stand with a gloom,

in my hands i hold a heart,

and as it pulsates there's the faint ticking noise of a clock.





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