Dedicated to five years of In the Meantime, this anniversary digital issue is a tribute to the music, memories, and emotional depth of Alessia Cara’s third studio album. Flip through the pages to experience the era once again through archival visuals, behind-the-scenes moments, and exclusive bonus content.
ClockWork
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals, hurts
It's like clockwork, bad, worse
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Woah, ah
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Oh-ah
Oh-oh
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals, hurts
It's like clockwork, bad, worse
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Am I a fire or the lighter, am I full of it?
Is it me or is it all of them?
I'm like my father, I am stubborn
I'm my mother's kid
I'll guilt myself into pain until there's nothin' left
(Nothin' left)
The air's gettin' grey now
I see it on the way down
Yeah, yeah
It's pickin' up the pace now
It's quicker on the way down, down, down
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals, hurts
It's like clockwork, bad, worse
Tired of sittin', livin' with it 'til it drops
Can't run from what I'm made of, but why can't
I Identify with parts that I'm supposed to recognize?
I got a tight grip on the lesson this time I won't let it go
Until I let it go, there it goes
Air's gettin' grey now I see it on the way down
Aw, yeah It's pickin' up the pace now
It's quicker on the way down, ooh