Clocks in a Basement

Is it wrong to mourn the death of me When its only 6 O clock Soon enough it might be 7 Not like i check my watch Have you checked yours It might just be... twenty past eight Why am I full of hate Mabye I made a wish On too many stolen stars But they still shine at me If you look closely, oh how they laugh But I'd like to get back to the task at hand 10:10 how I'd love to see you again