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When the penny drops...

When the penny drops...

When the penny drops my heart just stops
I'm a corroded clock with no tick tock
Out in the cold rain turning to rust
I'm called Wayne and I just don't trust

Seeking guidance to fulfil my empty searches
With false gestures when do I start learning
Promises of rich futures but the lies of a communist
I should start to live life and be a blind socialist

When I stop and think that your my surprise
I tell myself to stop looking in your blue eyes
With the right one it's not wasting time it's living your life
But all I'm good at is seeing happiness and saying goodbye

When the penny drops my heart just stops
I'm a corroded clock with no tick tock
Out in the cold rain turning to rust
I'm called Wayne and I just don't trust

If I catch your reasons with the words from me to you
If I dream of the world of being happy it's a world with you
Love is a game that everybody plays but few know the rules
All this is a mood state that wishes me to sing the blues

When the penny drops
My lonely heart stops
Life without tick tock
Left alone and forgot
When the penny drops my heart just stops
I'm a corroded clock with no tick tock
Out in the cold rain turning to rust
I'm called Wayne and I just don't trust
I'm called Wayne and I just don't trust
Sorry
I just don't trust...

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