let this beat take your hand and let it take you through the lands a million grains of sand in a hour glass flip and watch the hours pass last 6 hours passed days going fast these moments dont last busy livin in the past you really gotta ask whats your path make some choices how about you listen to them voices let them take you down a dark road all on your own i wouldnt trust em hell no no matter how much i fell id brush it off already been to hell not a story to tell i wish you well youve still got a soul to sell mines trapped in hell