Tick Tock

* To the tune of ‘Pop goes the weasel’ *

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock…
Back and forth the pendulum swings..
Back and forth the blade sings..

Over wrists red and raw.
Blood flowing, mind begging for more.
Numb to the chimes of passing time.
Numb to all except the fact you aren’t mine.

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock…
Back and forth the pendulum swings..
Back and forth the blade sings..

Higher and higher the blade will go.
Where it’ll stop nobody knows.
Up and down, Left and Right.
Cuts alone will make it right.

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock…
Back and forth the pendulum swings..
Back and forth the blade sings..

Through this night of dark despair.
I have not a single care.
So without further ado ..
I make my farewells and say goodbye to you..

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock…
Back and forth the pendulum swings..
The song of the blade no more sings..

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