Zeromax — Time (Original Mix)

Counting every second like a currency of gold
Navigating moments that can never be sold
Not a waste of minute, not a second delayed
Executing precision while the weakest sway
No fake pushing, I don't flex for the clock
Carrying the presence of an ancient clock
I don't move careless, keep the time in the line
Guarding every window that was clearly designed
Cut off delay, let the schedule hold tight
Mastering the hours through the day and the night