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The hands of time
Are slowing down this old heart of mine
The hands of time
Are slowing down this old heart of mine

I used to be assertive
But now I´m just exhausted
I used to wanna burn shit
But now it all feels force-fed
Yeah, I´ve got a fuckin´ headache
I´ve had enough of all the heartache
I wanna get away, sing about the better days
It´s all shade when you´re fallin´ through that dark space
I didn´t know my story´d ever get told
I thought that I would disappear into a cold black hole
No oxygen, no control over the pressure
And no mess left after I implode
And I suppose all the confidence grows
When the shovel breaks ground and success starts to show, yeah
It´s no way it won´t affect the ego

So keep the injury clean and protect your emo
I´m tryna find a buried treasure
I don´t got the time to carry any extra
Don´t ever register the efforts of a heckler
Unless you can exploit it for your own agenda, right?
Jumped off of the top rope
And I landed at Bob Hope
Hopped in the cargo and drove to the racetrack
The player had a trailer in the back just to take a nap
I came to rap and break free from the cage
Don´t ever misinterpret nothin´ ´bout what keeps me engaged
I´m tryna act my age, I´m tryna lose some weight
I´m tryna face what I´m afraid of just to prove that it´s fake
Then I´m out, but hold up, before we head to the exits

Let´s get these bread sticks and dead this death wish
And even if we lose everything we´ve collected
They could never remove all of the lives we´ve connected (Ooh-ooh)

The hands of time
Are slowing down this old heart of mine (Ooh-ooh)
The hands of time
Are slowing down this old heart of mine (Ooh-ooh)