Сектор Газа

Самогонщики

Сектор Газа - Лучшее

Сектор газа - Голубь

Сектор газа - Истребители вампиров

Сектор газа - Роковой год

сектор газа - святая война

Сектор газа - мак

Beastie Boys - Intergalactic sped up | Joshua Fraustro Starman Remix |

Verse 1
Second hand slicing through the city like a razor,
Concrete heartbeat syncopated with the timer.
Neon flickers, calendar’s a liar, pages get thinner,
Kids on the corner grow up fast, shoulders shoulder dinner.
Clock spins like roulette, chips on the ledge,
Promises on layaway, faith on the edge.
We hustle for a future that’s rented by the minute,
Bankers counting sunsets while the planet’s in the limit.
Every tick a verdict, every tock a note,
Counting all the chances like a preacher on the stoop.
Wheels of fortune grind down to rust, then dust,
We trade our youth for paper, then we ask where trust was.

Chorus
Time ticks, the clock spins around,
Running outta minutes while we’re standing on shaky ground.
Time ticks, heartbeat louder than the sound,
This world we live in — tides pull us, we drown or we rise now.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, feel the pulse of the town,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, pick your side or go down.

Verse 2
Hourglass hips shaking, sand slips like regret,
We pawn our best tomorrows, but we forget the debt.
Sirens sing the lullaby, headlines hit like thunder,
Kids memorize the numbers but they never learn to wonder.
Elders speak in wisdom while the youth speak in memes,
Screens glow like candles for the dying of the dreams.
Carbon in the sky and the streets soak in sweat,
Politicians paint illusions — we ain’t seen nothin’ yet.
Clock hands tied in knots by the men with the maps,
History plays broken records while the future snaps.
I lace my soliloquy with urgency and scars,
Every city block a paragraph, every rooftop stars.

Chorus
Time ticks, the clock spins around,
Running outta minutes while we’re standing on shaky ground.
Time ticks, heartbeat louder than the sound,
This world we live in — tides pull us, we drown or we rise now.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, feel the pulse of the town,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, pick your side or go down.

Bridge
Listen — grandparents kept calendars in cedar boxes,
Now it’s notifications, pop-ups, paradoxes.
We sprint through sunsets, trade mornings for night,
We search for salvation in the glow of blue light.
If the clock’s a tyrant, then we write our back,
If the future’s a ledger, then we sign for the pact.
No savior on a pedestal, no miracle timed,
Only choices like coins — spend now or rewind.

Verse 3
I see lovers counting breaths as if they were scarce,
Holding hands like currency, making the moment theirs.
Street preachers promise heaven, advertisers promise fame,
We hustle under moonlight, baptize names in flame.
Tick ticks on the sidewalk, legacy on layaway,
We pledge to break the loop but we’re stuck in replay.
Gotta move like a tidal wave, softer than a sermon,
Stronger than the clockwork, freer than a vermin.
Cure the panic with planning, mix the passion with the plan,
Turn the hourglass upside, start again where we stand.

Chorus
Time ticks, the clock spins around,
Running outta minutes while we’re standing on shaky ground.
Time ticks, heartbeat louder than the sound,
This world we live in — tides pull us, we drown or we rise now.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, feel the pulse of the town,
Tick-tock, tick-tock, pick your side or go down.




Time Ticks (WIP)

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