Counterclockwise
And when I say
Am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
I tripped up forward for a day
Slipping through my cracking fate
Idolizing paper thoughts
Read my words that you have sought
Clinging to the walls of fear
Higher power nowhere near
Break the clock just one last time
Moving closer in disguise
And when I say
Well, am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
Your veins have punctured through and through
Look behind the reigning blue
Hollowed skin has tore off me
No inside has kept me deep
Take your wisdom for a ride
Leave my things cause I have died
Little cut has made me whole
Pour it to release my soul
And when I say
Well, am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
When I say
Am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
Wise
Wise
Wise
Knock three times and pull the door
Wait to see what's on the floor
Super still, a lengthy sleep
In denial of his dream
And the words you wrote off quick
Gives your head a whiplash spin
Break the clock one final time
And maybe it won't remind
Am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
I tripped up forward for a day
Slipping through my cracking fate
Idolizing paper thoughts
Read my words that you have sought
Clinging to the walls of fear
Higher power nowhere near
Break the clock just one last time
Moving closer in disguise
And when I say
Well, am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
Your veins have punctured through and through
Look behind the reigning blue
Hollowed skin has tore off me
No inside has kept me deep
Take your wisdom for a ride
Leave my things cause I have died
Little cut has made me whole
Pour it to release my soul
And when I say
Well, am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
When I say
Am I free?
And don't deceive my mind
Cause it is turning me counterclockwise
Wise
Wise
Wise
Knock three times and pull the door
Wait to see what's on the floor
Super still, a lengthy sleep
In denial of his dream
And the words you wrote off quick
Gives your head a whiplash spin
Break the clock one final time
And maybe it won't remind
Credits
Writer(s): Zac Mercure
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