| Day and night, no matter where you go
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| They hold the mirror
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| For you to swallow
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| Your pride and honour
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| And there they are staring at you everywhere
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| You go!
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| They are in your head, you are overpowered
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| They are there like worms eating your guts
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| Can you stop the clocks? |
| Tick, tick, tock, in your
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| Ears?
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| Stop the spinning of the psycho circus in my mind!
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| They are the voice of the conscience
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| The voice of attrition
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| Whispers in your prison
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| They are there all the time
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| Until you find expiation of your evil deeds!
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| They are in your head, you are overpowered
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| They are there like worms eating your guts
|
| Can you stop the clocks? |
| Tick, tick, tock, in your
|
| Ears?
|
| Stop the spinning of the psycho circus in my mind!
|
| They are in your head, you are overpowered
|
| They are there like worms eating your guts
|
| Can you stop the clocks? |
| Tick, tick, tock, in your
|
| Ears?
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| Stop the spinning of the psycho circus in my mind! |