CLOCKWORK.

❂ DONOR UNACCEPTED.

VERSE ONE:
you have no god, how were you created?
a drop of blood, like honey into your system
how do i breathe when my trachea's been cut?
no teacher present to give me the right answer

what do we do, when our anger gives us no reason to part from it?
when our ego's too strong to give in, so we envy those who fit in
why should i open the eyes, in the darkness?
why breathe you to life, when you're dying?

PRE-CHORUS ONE:
i can't say anything else, it'll speak it for itself, when i leave it unsaid
so tell me your plans beforehand before cancelling it
your ribcage is lifting this horrendous weight
you're undertaking the procedure to be part of a machine
you're going to be just fine, you can leave after some time

CHORUS:
just lay back, and strap in your seatbelts
and keep looking up!
till all you see is wonder and stars upon closing your eyes
what did i say? i'll get you home i'll get you home tonight
sit tight

VERSE TWO:
i zip up into your skin
what is it if not a costume?
i stich myself within
pick your luggage from the cloakroom
i sew your heart with cotton threads
but it's bleeding through, my hands coated in red... and so are you

this is the closest to heaven i can get
can you guess?
squeezing my heart till i'm red in the face
in the neck, in the daze
with a screen, to remind me, where i've been
no family, to find me, when it gets late
police cars patrolling, no handcuffs today
what did i say? i'd get you home get you home today

BRIDGE:
but a bomb's ticking underneath your seat, was this part of the plan? are you part of me?
are you a machine designed to code for faulty behaviour
your eyes, are glasslike, but they don't break
my blood's a magnetic taste, donor unaccepted
'cause you're devoid of a heart, but you still love
you have no voice, so you whisper
and only i can hear, the quiver, that sets it apart from the others

(CHORUS)

what did i say? i'd get you home tonight,
sit tight