I've got my hands tied behind my back
You know doing what I wanna do has become so hard
As time goes by I've less and less time to do what I wanna do
And how time flies when you're having a good time
Having a good time
You and I know that all the things we do will crumble into dust
In thin air they'll disappear time moves on and it waits for no one
I just can't find enough time for myself
It's just our luck to get so lucky that we never have to grow up
But this time's mine
And I won't waste time saying things are f**ked up
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