
The Scars Of The Time
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The watch on my hand never stops,My old memories are the new ones.I don't want to remember anythingFrom what I've already lived...When I have beautiful dreams,Life wakes me up from it.The watch on my handWeighs my whole life,The wrinkles on my faceAre the scars of the time.