Minutes are running
And hours have stopped
Beginnings are forward
To feelings and hope.
Looking for kisses,
Make up for a life,
I try to get my wishes
But not to feel the knife.
The time is our pain
And it makes us to be late.
You gotta brain drain
I guess you have to hide your face.
You wanna solve your problems,
To kill your stupid ache
But different little objects
Try to make life-shake
My friend said take it easy
The same shit different day
My brains are always busy
So that you are at bay.
The time is our pain
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