Quarter Past Midnight

This time's a ticking
Afraid you missed it
It's quarter past twelve and everybody's drinking
I hear you talking
No, I don't listen
You're fading away into a mindless prison
Why do I even care, I just don't see it
No, hell no

The drums a beating
The streets are bleeding
No one's watching as the clocks are turning
Your truth is timeless
I say your blinded
Follow along among the absent minded
Quarter Past Midnight
Quarter Past Midnight
I still don't feel it

I'm losing faith
There's something wrong
Can you feel it
The saddest song
I'd turn back time
Oh, if I could
The worlds gone mad, bad is good
Quarter Past Midnight
Quarter Past Midnight

Join the lost parade now
Clowns, the grand charade

Quarter Past Midnight
Clowns, the grand charade
Quarter Past Midnight
Quarter Past Midnight
Quarter Past Midnight



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Gentry
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