Mumm-Ra

Mumm-Ra - Clocks Tick Louder In The Dead Of Night lyrics

rate me

I made my way to New York city

To draw the routes of my self pity

It's like I'm in my favourite film

It's just a minor part but still

It's like it's ...

It's like it's ...

It's like it's ...

It's like it's not quite real

I pay the guy who can't work out

What to tell the girl and how

And in the end and turn and say

Of how I wish there was another way

I wish I'd never come

I wish I'd not become

Another love-sick kid or broken ...

I run the cliches through for real

I'll hold you in my arms until

I have to leave for my Bexhill

To document the way I feel

It's like it's ...

It's like it's ...

It's like it's ...

It's like it's not quite real

And though it was some time ago

It's only fair that I should let you know

That burst my heart and break the lines

But I'm a man who tends to run and hide

I wish I'd never come

I wish I'd not become

Another love-sick kid or broken ...

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