Tom: B
Introdução: Eb Gm
Eb
Times moves like spiders
Gm
Over the face of the clock
Eb
Time's forward violance
Gm
Eating away at the heart
Eb
Another hour's past
They never seem to last
Gm
Another day goes by
No matter how I try
Eb
I've come to hate all clocks
How every second knocks
Gm
I wish I could reverse
This quaint arachnid hearse
Eb Gm
I can't stand the spiders
Eb Gm
I can't bare their crawl
Cm
The clock is ticking
Eb Gm
'til the point of no return
Cm
It'll keep on ticking
Eb Gm F
'til the day you crash and burn
Eb
Time's web of severance
Gm
Where all remain until dark
Eb
Heads facing beackwards
Gm
Like marionettes on a stalk