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 whore
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 whore
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 whore.
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