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Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick... Oh, how agonizing and stressful the clicks of a clock are. Tick Tock Tick Tock... And oh, how the the conversation in the room around me are taxing. Tick Tock Tick... The Smiles, the laughter Tick Tock... You tell me to wait, that everything will work out, there's nothing to blame. Tick... But baby, patience is a virtue I've never been able to claim. Tock.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
Time, Patience, Slowy Run Out.
Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick... Oh, how agonizing and stressful the clicks of a clock are. Tick Tock Tick Tock... And oh, how the the conversation in the room around me are taxing. Tick Tock Tick... The Smiles, the laughter Tick Tock... You tell me to wait, that everything will work out, there's nothing to blame. Tick... But baby, patience is a virtue I've never been able to claim. Tock.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
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