Shaking hands clutch a present for the world

But the solid ticks keep me plastered to my seat

It's a secret between you and me

Ha! This silly world will be eager just to see

Ah well its fun to live a schizophrenic life

Kalinka? Malinka?

Sing all the tears out

All this anxious over thought crock

What do you think the normal people do?

Ticking almost the tiniest of sounds
Resonates the air, but hell, no one seems to care
Waiting patiently is driving me to be
Oh you cannot see, I'm a Deus ex machina!