my clock Lyrics

My clock only tells me the time

My shoes, my shoe size

My plates, my large intestines

My bed, my coffin-size

My objects, my demise

I only drink coffee

And utter things of a similar colour

These days, only the moon stays

Although it stays far from my small house

My clock has a frightening appearance at night

In the evening

Very early in the morning

Yet it says nothing

It only tells me the time

I rebuke you!

I have nowhere to go

I'm used to my small house

My shoes

My bed

My plates

My objects

And my black coffee

I will never speak again