Lyrics: GunsLikeGirls. The Octopus In The Igloo. Hand Control.

Our times fall to misleading
actions which represent
by words unexperienced
Not even close

The hands not slow
It burns the clock
It burns

No you'll never know
What takes its toll on us

rest your mind
trapped numbers

The hands not slow
It burns the clock
It burns

Know
You said you'd stay regardless of
Know
You said yourself

The hands not slow
It burns the clock
It burns