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3. Chasing Time It’s when I go to sleep When it’s pressing down my chest It feels like I’ve lost control While my time is running out Time is the currency Memories are your investments Looking out the window in high speed Scenery and space of timeless beauty Days, months and years go by Seasons changing in front of my eyes We are all chasing time Restlessly Slipping further away from the finish line While my time is running out And no matter what I do It’s just not the same as the first time We are all chasing time Restlessly And it’s slipping away Slipping away! Now it’s slipping away Slipping away! Never the same as the first time Better or worse than the next time She won’t be the same as the first one But save some space for the last one Time is the currency! Memories are your investments! Time is the currency! Memories are your investments! Now it’s slipping away! Slipping away! Now it’s slipping away! Slipping away! Never the same as the first time Better or worse than the next time She won’t be the same as the first one But save some space for the last one Never the same as the first time Never the same as the first time Skriven av: Christoffer Gustavsson
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