Lyrics and translation The Turtle Project - Tick Tock

Tick Tock

Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock

I hear a tick I hear a tock but it ain't coming from a clock
It's that bomb in the back of my head waiting to go off
I can't shake it, like it's some kind of curse
There's no point in fighting it, it only makes it worse
It's better to embrace it, make it my friend
'Cause let's face it, it'll probably be there till the end
This black cloud will follow me around
Until that tick tock sound becomes a deafening pound

Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock

It's just relentlessly biding its time
Waiting for the moment to brutalise my mind
There's no escape, nowhere to hide
Better keep your distance or you might get dragged along for the ride
I'm sick of asking why, there's no use it's just life
I try and I try not to give up the fight
The bitterness is making my mind feel corrupt
And the ticking gets louder when it's close to erupting

Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock

Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock

I hear a tick I hear a tock but it ain't coming from a clock
It's that bomb in the back of my head waiting to go off

Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock
Fucking tick, fucking tock

Tic Tac

Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel

J'entends un tic, j'entends un tac, mais ça ne vient pas d'une horloge
C'est cette bombe dans le fond de ma tête qui attend de exploser
Je ne peux pas la secouer, comme si c'était une sorte de malédiction
Il n'y a pas de point à se battre contre elle, ça ne fait qu'empirer les choses
Il vaut mieux l'embrasser, en faire mon amie
Parce que soyons réalistes, elle sera probablement là jusqu'à la fin
Ce nuage noir me suivra partout
Jusqu'à ce que ce son de tic tac devienne un tonnerre assourdissant

Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel

Elle attend patiemment son heure
Attendant le moment de brutaliser mon esprit
Il n'y a pas d'échappatoire, nulle part où se cacher
Mieux vaut garder vos distances ou vous risquez d'être embarqué pour le voyage
Je suis malade de me demander pourquoi, c'est juste la vie
J'essaie et j'essaie de ne pas abandonner le combat
L'amertume corrompt mon esprit
Et le tic-tac devient plus fort quand il est sur le point d'éclater

Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel

Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel

J'entends un tic, j'entends un tac, mais ça ne vient pas d'une horloge
C'est cette bombe dans le fond de ma tête qui attend de exploser

Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel
Tic tac, tic tac, bordel