11 O'Clock Tick Tock"

It's cold outside, it gets so hot in here The boys and girls collide to the music in my earI hear the children crying and I know it's time to go I hear the children crying, take me homeA painted face and I know we haven't long We thought that we had the answers, it was the questions we had wrongI hear the children crying and I know it's time to go I hear the children crying, take me homeSad song sad songSad song sad songSad song sad songSad song sad song
Muchas veces las cosas no son como uno quiere pero el tiempo lo dira, en estos momentos solo queiro mirar hacia delante y mirar el horizonte hasta que mi cuerpo explote solo hasta que logre brillar