Time's running low and I'm awaiting All hope's gone in a manner that I can't believe Years passed by, I barely counts the scars remaining in my soul decorating empty wall
In a dream I want to start screaming! Constant ticking in my stunted head I can hear the echoes of my feelings A year passed by calming my brain
Time is Out and I cannot stop myself from fading out another single day to scoop from sea of life If I could find and reach my destination prime The clock is ticking on Judging what I've done...
Mesmerized, metamorphosis carries on - what a sight I see my past life as it's done - oh, what a shame Reflections of the past consuming me with gently, slightly pain Another grey hair in exchange for all I've done
Now I can hear clearly Constant ticking in my stunted head I can hear the echoes of my feelings A year passed by calming my brain
Time is Out and I cannot stop myself from fading out another single day to scoop from sea of life If I could find and reach my destination prime The clock is ticking on Judging what I've done...
And another year has passed constantly calming my brain And the memory of the beauty remains Many changes I have done, but all still looks the same And the memory of the beauty remainsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
