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