Music Ticks by Malcolm Middleton Lyrics
Music ticks
Forward and away
Towards and away from
We can’t stay
Music ticks
Towards your doom
Away from this moment
And out of this room
~~~
I need to go inside
Face the darkness
Rip it out
And shine a light
Unzip my spine
And cut the nerve en-dings
Switch off my heart
And I’ll be alright
~~~
I don’t know where it started
This fear of learning to fail
I’m a sack of meat and a lightning' bolt
I’m not mentally ill
Every step I take should be a kids' welly
Slapped down in a puddle of fun
Music ticks and seconds pass
We gained/lost another one
Eternity days in lonely rooms
With dust in my eyes
Girls + clowns + testcards waiting'
Parma violet highs
Breaking’ out of conditioning'
But still within it’s walls
As far back as my memory goes
They've always been appalled
The audience watching', feet on my shoulders
At my every move
Cheer when I win, cheer if I don't
They stopped when I lost you
If I can learn to take my own advice
And listen to the shit I sing
Don’t care so much about all this
But try to be more caring
~~~
The future's late
He's been waylaid
By a vicious circle
But now he’s okay
He told me to say
You’re gonna to be fine
And everything’s alright
Now’s the time
~~~
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Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
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Forward and away
Towards and away from
We can’t stay
Music ticks
Towards your doom
Away from this moment
And out of this room
~~~
I need to go inside
Face the darkness
Rip it out
And shine a light
Unzip my spine
And cut the nerve en-dings
Switch off my heart
And I’ll be alright
~~~
I don’t know where it started
This fear of learning to fail
I’m a sack of meat and a lightning' bolt
I’m not mentally ill
Every step I take should be a kids' welly
Slapped down in a puddle of fun
Music ticks and seconds pass
We gained/lost another one
Eternity days in lonely rooms
With dust in my eyes
Girls + clowns + testcards waiting'
Parma violet highs
Breaking’ out of conditioning'
But still within it’s walls
As far back as my memory goes
They've always been appalled
The audience watching', feet on my shoulders
At my every move
Cheer when I win, cheer if I don't
They stopped when I lost you
If I can learn to take my own advice
And listen to the shit I sing
Don’t care so much about all this
But try to be more caring
~~~
The future's late
He's been waylaid
By a vicious circle
But now he’s okay
He told me to say
You’re gonna to be fine
And everything’s alright
Now’s the time
~~~
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ticks (and ticks...)
Music ti---