The hour glass is sitting on the table
Time is always running outIs my life just a fable?
Or is it time to check-out?
Never been afraid to take a stand
Always fighting for what is right
Sometimes I'm drowning in quicksand
Fire in my soul to ignite
People will always let me down
But they can never steal my crown
For my heart will remain open
And my insides will not harden
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