Times کے بول

Give me something to clean the stain Are we living fast or we faster drain? Looking for the answers at the bottom of cans We're just kids talking over cigarettes 'Cause I'm afraid that my father dies While I'm just here rolling the dice Tho my existence is small as a mice My thoughts tend to maximize We will cry and we'll laugh Get surrogate at the end of our lives Time don't care about the money you have in your account There's nothing here to save you from laying underground So tell me, how is life treating you like? Is it treating you bad or treating you fine You might as well think is just a matter of time