Wait Of The World

Like a clock.. Those arms were never meant to comfort

Reminding you.. What's infinite can be measured

Our time was cut.. To a fraction of what you said

And I shatter the glass

To leave every thought in the past

Time slides across and up your back

Creating chills like pills

It tightens on your neck

Some go without a struggle

Til the room fades black

It has it's vengeance

Caus the wait of the world is on it's shoulders

Around our minds it dances

And infects without a cure

Hey, where do we run to?

Nowhere is safe

Til we go face to..

Clocks on the wall

As I'm running down the hall

It all fades to black

note: I know 'wait' used for the obviously meaning is spelled 'weight' but I did it for a purpose.