Did I serve you right?

To my mind I was high

With my deep well of mine

Accept apologies for my mistakes

For your rights

Time against of my line

Will see you in the queue at my life

There’s no such thing as enemies

Only obstacles for your life

Holding up against the wilderness

War on your life will raise up you to the race

Slow down, Slow down

I’m tired, Everyone’s tried

Trying getting into the track

The system got us on the chasing

All of us on the out of track now

Hope everything will be alright

Can see the darkness through the people all the time

All the night I was in the middle of my night

Accept apologies for not being in the right mind

Hope will you see the right line & time

Will you see the pure truth about your life?

Haven’t you noticed whole the time I was talking about your station in your life?

Isn’t this the correct time?