Broken Clocks

I’ve never been one

To grasp at blind faith

It’s always hard for me to hold on to

Something with no face

You tell me patience is key

But it’s starting to wear thin

Everyone wants to slow things down

But I always dive right in

The fault lies within me

And

If timing is everything

Then my clock must be broken

I’m tired of waiting in line

When will this goddamned door open?

Knock knock knock my head against the wall

Take two steps then we stall

We need to gain some speed

I know your trust I have to gain

And you say it’ll come to those who stay

Looks like you’ll be seeing a lot of me

But nothing is guaranteed

And

If timing is everything

Then my clock must be broken

I’m tired of waiting in line

When will this goddamned door open?

I’d rather burn in Hell

Than become another one

That gave away his soul to sell

I’ll do this my way

Cause at the end of the day
The lights will fade anyways