Clockwork

Lyrics by：Greg Kurstin/Alessia Caracciolo

Composed by：Greg Kurstin/Alessia Caracciolo

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ah

Am I a fire or the lighter am I full of it

Is it me or is it all of them

I'm like my father I am stubborn I'm my mother's kid

I'll guilt myself and the pain until there's nothin' left

Nothin' left

The air's gettin' grey now

I see it on the way down

Yeah yeah

It's pickin' up the pace now

It's quicker on the way down down down

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Clockwork wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Can't run from what I'm made of but why can't I

Identify with parts that I'm supposed to recognize

I got a tight grip on the listen this time I won't let it go

Until I let it go then it goes

Air's gettin' grey now

I see it on the way down

Aw yeah

It's pickin' up the pace now

It's quicker on the way down ooh

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Clockwork wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Woah ah

Oh

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Oh-ah

Oh-oh

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

It's like clockwork

Wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops

Clockwork wheels turn heals hurt

It's like clockwork backwards

Tired of sittin' livin' with it 'til it drops