when the clock turns one day,
you never know where it will stop.
maybe the battery will die,
maybe the gears will break and stop.

one day, i'll be a changed man.
i won't be the same,
too much has passed since then.

when i'm not lame,
when all my jokes are gone,
when i'm through failing you,
when i'm passing on,

will you be there?
would you see me as i leave?
cos one day, i'll go,
and who knows, when we'll meet again.


rly, i should be modifying songs instead of writing them.

who cares -.= i'm gna go do what i'm supposed to.