World Of Gone lyrics

Silence killing us Choking patience Take care of yourself but who is that? Who can tell? Who can help? Certainly not me And still the echoes marchs on Aimlessly Into an endless world of gone Aimlessly And still the echoes marchs on On On Tick-tock, poison clock Shocking Keeps me cold and stuck Numbing Tick-tock, poison clock Nightmares Keeps me cold and stuck Footsteps on the staircase echoing the ticks of the second hand That second hand Tick-tock, poison clock Nightmares Keeps me cold and stuck Constantly the second hand That second hand Footsteps on the staircase Footsteps on the staircase