Minute by minute, day by day. Watching my freedom slip away. Minute by minute, hour by hour. You sit and worry about my power. Has she slipped off track? Is she going to crack? Did she go off around the bend. You sit and wonder and wait for the end. Minute by minute, hour by hour, Don't look for me in the old clock tower. Minute by minute, day by day, You're not worth the price I'd pay.
Reason for writing:
written years ago when someone was playing mind games
Birth sign: Capricorn
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