Clockwork
Grabbing with your tin arms
Your shoulders hunched back
She's looking like a robot
She couldn't give back
The steel of her gaze compliments the glass
The feel of her face you tried to make her laugh
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out the dust
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out his clockwork
Grabbing with your tin arms
Your shoulders hunched back
She's looking like a robot
She couldn't give back
The steel of her gaze compliments the glass
The feel of her face you tried to make her laugh
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out the dust
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out his clockwork
Your shoulders hunched back
She's looking like a robot
She couldn't give back
The steel of her gaze compliments the glass
The feel of her face you tried to make her laugh
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out the dust
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out his clockwork
Grabbing with your tin arms
Your shoulders hunched back
She's looking like a robot
She couldn't give back
The steel of her gaze compliments the glass
The feel of her face you tried to make her laugh
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
You run from the floods
And take down the screen
You hate what I say
Understand
What I mean
Forget all your dreams
They're turning round your head
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out the dust
The gears of this boy will grind down and suffocate
The mouth of this boy is spitting out his clockwork
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Writer(s): Robert Stephenson
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