The hands on the clock keep moving
And I'm still over thinking you
Might this be an illusion ?

I talk but I scream with confusion
Can you hear the scream or is it covered my my subtle fusion
My emotions are no delusion  
In my emotions there's no confusion


The hands on the clock keep moving
And my heart is growing with crave
I crave you more and more
But my mind my mind is lost in a constant war
coup d'état à self invasion
And I lose both ways cause I am one nation
I need to put myself back together
I need some self evauation

But if I have you I'd lose gladly
I'd lose myself and win myself
What are you doing to my visualization
Im lost in a Coup d'état à self invasion