So many prisoners, locked to the clock
So many chances to see, what you have
And what you are not
Chorus:
Go to the water
Go on your hands and knees
See what it gives you
Are you so hard to please?
Twohundred hours and next month will be the same
Time is a line on your face
Time is life slipping away
Chorus:
Go to the water
Go on your hands and knees
See what it gives you
Are you so hard to please?
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