My Insanity - Giants Little Ghost | Текст песни

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Tic-toc, tic-toc

The clock runs down
Lost the sense for the beauty in life
Stepping in mindless through out
The daily routine

The little sacreds which make everything
Just worth living be absent by miss
I miss the colours, I miss the air

What's my experience?
What I have seen?
Maybe at the end I'll forget that I'm clean

What's my experience?
What I have seen?
Maybe at the end I'll forget that I'm clean

What's my experience?
What I have seen?
Maybe at the end I'll forget that I'm clean

That I'm clean

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