Текст песни Tik Tok - THANOS

Tick tock, the clock's got a wicked plot Slick talk in the mirror, but the minute's hot
Stick to the rhythm, every second's a shot Quick flicks, life's a prism and I'm gripping
the slot Times a currency, urgently, spend absurdly
Purge an eternity, can't rewind the surgery Certainly, the burdens be burdened universally

Yearning for a turn to see its face personally Chasing horizons, embracing the silence
Racing with giants, pacing compliance It's violent, time's tolerant, iron alliance
Defiance is reliance, I'm fighting the science Time's a theme for beasts, a feast in disguise
Lines beneath the crease, they speak through my eyes

Clocks tick slower, life's so quick, it flies Find the beast, can't sheet the tides, it's mine
Kodo's a mono, solo son of Apollo Swallowing tomorrows, hollow, shallow and
Shadows follow the gallows, Donald's rattled and hollows
A fragile castle unravels, the hassle's too shallow

Hourglass cranes drop, unfold the frame Power class chains lock, controls the aim
No rewind, no recline, it's all the same Every tick's a decide on your golden name
Minutes diminish like a vintage finish Rushing for an image, vivid, infinite physics
Digits on digits, the gimmicks, insidious critics I mimic the cynics, flipping through limitless limits

Time's a theme for beasts, a feast in disguise Lines beneath the crease, they speak through my eyes
Clocks tick slower, life's so quick, it flies Find the beast, can't sheet the tides, it's mine
Hours devour the towers, power sours Crowds cower in showers, life flowers, then it's ours
Unsoured, sweet, a paradox feat Every heartbeat repeats a rarefied beat

The sands of the hourglass fall in line Commanding hands grasp, call it divine
Every moment's a token, stolen, spoken, and rhyme Unbroken, woven, motion flow, an ocean of time
Time's a theme for beasts, a feast in disguise Lines beneath the crease, they speak through my eyes
Clocks tick slower, life's so quick, it flies Find the beast, can't sheet the tides, it's mine

Life with the seconds and the presence of fate Every line's an essence transcending the gate
Time's lessons, a blessing dressed up in hate A confession, the weapons, the tick of its weight
Tick tock, can't stop, no rewind in sight Pick locks on the clock, I'll find a fight
Rhymes align, define, at times design I'll shine and climb, it's my paradigm

And it's diminished like a vintage finish Wishing for an image pivot, infinite physics
Digits on digits, the gimmicks, insidious critics I mimic the cynics, flipping through limitless limits
Hours devour the towers, power sours Crowds cower in showers, like flowers
Then it's ours, time's sour and sweet, a paradox feat Every heartbeat repeats a rarefied beat