Selfish dialogue

feel it's the time
hand down
move up
picturing an execution
together begging
comit for a condition
from repeating no more

move faster now a days

feel it's the time
there's no one but (him/ her)
turning into drama
in a selfish dialogue
piled up by the rhythm of remorse (regret)
fail to spin
never turn again

and move faster today

it's about the time
many things happened
move faster now
from repeating no more