IX Clockhand Pinpoint
I am hanging on the edge
Forces pressing on my flesh
In the wake of slipping off
They would have me dispossessed
As my hand is grabbing theirs
Pulling stronger as it tears me back
The centrifuge impairs me as I crumble down
I'm crumbling down
I'm crumbling down
I'm crumbling down
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
Clockhand pinpoint breaking down the sanity
Crushed in dusty gears that grind up anarchy
Rushed and slowed down formed and shut down torn into
Fragments clashing clockwork meshing perfectly
Clockhand pinpoint breaking down the sanity
Crushed in dusty gears that grind up anarchy
Rushed and slowed down formed and shut down torn into
Fragments clashing clockwork meshing perfectly
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Forces pressing on my flesh
In the wake of slipping off
They would have me dispossessed
As my hand is grabbing theirs
Pulling stronger as it tears me back
The centrifuge impairs me as I crumble down
I'm crumbling down
I'm crumbling down
I'm crumbling down
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
And downwards I fall into gears
And the pendulum swings underneath
In patterned pulses moving measured wheels
Clockhand pinpoint breaking down the sanity
Crushed in dusty gears that grind up anarchy
Rushed and slowed down formed and shut down torn into
Fragments clashing clockwork meshing perfectly
Clockhand pinpoint breaking down the sanity
Crushed in dusty gears that grind up anarchy
Rushed and slowed down formed and shut down torn into
Fragments clashing clockwork meshing perfectly
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Find my way into the core
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Kurz, Thomas Sterthoff
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