3AM awake in bed - I am trapped inside my head
Echoes bouncing off my skull - darkness burns my pupils
The promise of another day - it keeps leading me astray
I wish summer'd never end - I hope that fall brings me a friend
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Scattered garbage on the floor - beer cans begging me for more
TV static pulls me in - I can't remember where I've been
Dirty socks and broken glass - soup bowls covered in ash
Waking up at noon to see - this is what became of me
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
3AM awake in bed I am trapped inside my head
4AM I cannot sleep I am stuck counting my sheep
5AM awake in bed I'm still trapped inside my head
6AM I can't unwind please show me the sunrise
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Ticker Tape Video (MV)
Performed By: Window Seat
Language: English
Length: 4:08
Written by: Delia McConnell, Noah Gershenson
Window Seat - Ticker Tape Lyrics
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3AM awake in bed - I am trapped inside my head
Echoes bouncing off my skull - darkness burns my pupils
The promise of another day - it keeps leading me astray
I wish summer'd never end - I hope that fall brings me a friend
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Scattered garbage on the floor - beer cans begging me for more
TV static pulls me in - I can't remember where I've been
Dirty socks and broken glass - soup bowls covered in ash
Waking up at noon to see - this is what became of me
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
3AM awake in bed I am trapped inside my head
4AM I cannot sleep I am stuck counting my sheep
5AM awake in bed I'm still trapped inside my head
6AM I can't unwind please show me the sunrise
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Echoes bouncing off my skull - darkness burns my pupils
The promise of another day - it keeps leading me astray
I wish summer'd never end - I hope that fall brings me a friend
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Scattered garbage on the floor - beer cans begging me for more
TV static pulls me in - I can't remember where I've been
Dirty socks and broken glass - soup bowls covered in ash
Waking up at noon to see - this is what became of me
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
3AM awake in bed I am trapped inside my head
4AM I cannot sleep I am stuck counting my sheep
5AM awake in bed I'm still trapped inside my head
6AM I can't unwind please show me the sunrise
The hands are broken on the clock
Twice a day I can take stock
Of the things that ground me here
And remind me not to fear
The world's not broken like I think
I am not the weakest link
Looking out my window I see ticker tape and tinsel
Writer: Delia McConnell, Noah Gershenson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid