Текст песни Урон - Песочное Время

I often look at my watch, I was always in short supply
I think I reached my goal, but I have to hand it melts
I am trying to stop it, but only accelerates the process
And then think for a long time, why I got into this game
With each passing day, time flies farther
I'm trying to catch up with him, but more often stumble
Laid out in full, it would have to make up for lost time
After all, neither one of us is not going to wait
Often I run, strays breath
And the head is born only one wish
Time please, do not sleep much either
But it does not hear back, leaving me
I go, even if there is no strength to go
In this state I went through, any of a couple of miles
And sooner or later, I clamp firmly in the fist time
And it will not run away from me, not as a