Every minute gets shorter Everyday goes by faster Shatter the clock Time still moves The mirror tells no lies
Anyway, it's everywhere What goes up this time stays Rolling eyes in the back of my head See something paranoia gives
The hourglass will not be turned It's not enough but too much Time may heal, but it also takes molds Fresh might as well be stale
These are no longer childish promises Nor the hope of escaping old age or death I am not a prisoner of my own reasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
