« The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, but I haven't forgotten my way back home
So I'm holdin' on »
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