Your time is gone
You trying to forget yourself
It's hard to keep your dreams for days
Don't bother me
Your time is gone
Tomorrow you will tire much more
And to survive in holy war
You must behave like nervous w****
Your time is gone
Restricted to your hideous life
It's hard to feel like piece of cake
Don't mirror me
Your time is gone
Stand over praying for resort
And to survive and beg for more
You must transform to nervous w****
Chorus
You claim to have a reason
To prove yourself you haven't gone
You're begging for help
But nobody looks like he can...
You run and grasp an air
To over-print deeds you have done
You're crying out loud
But this is the end. But your time is gone
Your time is gone
You sitting on your knees and cry
Old postage cards are falling down
Don't scare me
You time is gone
And tears are dropping more and more
But to remain on this cold floor
You must become a nervous w****.
You claim to have a reason
To prove yourself you haven't gone
You're begging for help
But nobody looks like he can...
You run and grasp an air
To over-print deeds you have done
You're crying out loud
But this is the end. But your time is gone
You trying to forget yourself
It's hard to keep your dreams for days
Don't bother me
Your time is gone
Tomorrow you will tire much more
And to survive in holy war
You must behave like nervous w****
Your time is gone
Restricted to your hideous life
It's hard to feel like piece of cake
Don't mirror me
Your time is gone
Stand over praying for resort
And to survive and beg for more
You must transform to nervous w****
Chorus
You claim to have a reason
To prove yourself you haven't gone
You're begging for help
But nobody looks like he can...
You run and grasp an air
To over-print deeds you have done
You're crying out loud
But this is the end. But your time is gone
Your time is gone
You sitting on your knees and cry
Old postage cards are falling down
Don't scare me
You time is gone
And tears are dropping more and more
But to remain on this cold floor
You must become a nervous w****.
You claim to have a reason
To prove yourself you haven't gone
You're begging for help
But nobody looks like he can...
You run and grasp an air
To over-print deeds you have done
You're crying out loud
But this is the end. But your time is gone