paroles de chanson Word to the Wise - Fink

Started with a message
Against your better judgment
Your words are poorly chosen
When you're backed into a corner

So we give into temptation
So I gave it our intention
Gave it our best shot
Now you feel it in the stomach

The clock is ticking
The clock is ticking
Every single second gets sweeter by the minute
Now it's ticking away

And it's all consequential
When every line is loaded
Your words are just the tourniquet to stop
The poison from spreading

So we give into temptation
So I gave into the tension
Felt the pressure drop
Now you feel it in the back of the mind

The clock is ticking
The clock is ticking
Every single second gets sweeter by the minute
Now it's ticking away

Every single second gets sweeter by the minute
Now it's ticking away
Every single minute gets sweeter by the hour
Yes it does, yes it does
Every single hour gets sweeter by the day
By the day, by the day
Every single second gets sweeter