Who are you in a world of what-ifs
Trying to solve the riddle of the Sphinx
Where the slow burn to get on that fast track
You can be anything except for what you lack
The clock is ticking now
The walls are closing in
There ain't no turning back
To who we might've been
It's the same battle day after day
Trying to break the pattern
Trying to find a better way
But it's the same problems day after day
The world is falling and we're always in the way
The clock is ticking now
The walls are closing in
There ain't no turning back
To who we might've been
The time for talking's done
It's time to cut the leash
The clock is ticking now
We stare up at the belly of the beast
Ohh ho ho
Ohh
(We might've been)
The clock is ticking now
The walls are closing in
There ain't no turning back
To who we might've been
The time for talking's done
It's time to cut the leash
The clock is ticking now
We stare up at the belly of the beast