I remember when
You stood by my side
But now your words
Taste like cyanide
I remember when
I was naive and blind
But now i see that your filled
By a counterfeit pride
And your name sounds like bone on ceramic
I'm surrounded by the click clack
Coming from the back of my head
Click clack, click click clack clack, click clack
Coming from the back of my head
Your name sounds like bone on ceramic
I'm surrounded by the click clack
Coming from the back of my head
Click clack, click click clack clack, click clack
Coming from the back of my head