One By One کے بول

I can stare at the second hand And it seems to say "hey fucker. what are you staring at?" And I look at the minute hand And I say to him "hey man, why do you move so slow?" Well you know what I'm feeling But its not what it seems to be Cuz time it's not on my side Time's made a fool of me now What am I doing? You think you've got it now Instead of me and how But sometimes I like to take a minute out And look back at all the things I could do, and will do Is it worth it? The pressure is built up From all around but when They finally sink in Without a sound again Night and day is all the same For your gain I soiled my name Can't you see what you've done? For your own amusement You've had fun They say bad things come in three's But they seem to come one by one to me