Eclipse of the hour hand

There's a slight crack in my track of time
My lack of tolerance is playing tricks on me
My hair, fingernails are growing backwards
What year is it? For how long have I been lying here?
And, more importantly:
How long have you been lying to me?
All the answers lies in the past, 
which is the only place I'm not allowed to visit

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