My Time – D-Sailors – letras

Be in a rush all day longHanging on the telephoneI got stuck in the suction of the quicksandThe sand glass of life that drags me down,wears me out, can’t help myselfwhat’s this all about ?Hectic and stress, my appartment is a messWill I find the right direction to end this miseryI burn my watch, my appointment bookI start to waste my time…Who is going to stop this ?My time is running away.Who is going to stop my time ?