Lyrics Counting Down the Hours - Mark Wilkinson

Spent last night on my back
Counting down the hours till I lose control
Counting down the hours till I will explode
Counting down the hours
Waiting for the crack that wakes my soul.

Spent last night holding back,
Thinking of the words that stick like a stone
Thinking of the words I swallow and grow
Counting down the hours
Waiting for the crack that shakes me
Hours losing control.

It's not right to be here in this open hole
As I feel myself bracing to take this fall
And I know I've been watching my life
Roll passed as I'm losing my control.

My control, my control...

Spent last night holding back
Holding back a calculated assault
Holding back an operatic revolt
Counting down the hours
Waiting for the crack that breaks me
Hours losing control.

It's not right to be here in this open hole
As I feel myself bracing to take this fall
And I know I've been watching my life
Roll passed as I'm losing my control.

My control, my control...

Yeah, it's not right to be here in this open hole
As I feel myself bracing to take this fall
And I know I've been watching my life roll passed as I'm losing

Losing
I'm losing
I'm losing
Losing my control
My control
My control