Air Traffic Controller - Hurry, Hurry lyrics

I wish I'd snoozed, I could've used a bit more sleep Put on my shoes these ones are ruining my feet Eat that apple to the core As I hurry, hurry out the door And on my way to seize the day, I start to think Did I leave something on the counter by the sink? Check my pockets, never mind Hurry, hurry there's no time I say let's work, but I'm the jerk who's late again And they know well that I was up til 4am This should be easier, I guess Hurry, hurry what a mess I'm gonna miss something If I keep bumping The most significant stuff All my friends and all the loose ends And this love of mine 'Cause I'm running out of time Who am I? Am I still the same guy? Or have I lost something as I keep stomping? Mind and health, every bit of myself I ignore the signs As I'm running out of time Hurry, hurry A year goes by you wonder why not much is done You blew right past your precious time with everyone You've run too much in parallel Now hurry, hurry is your hell The output is what you put in, and it ain't enough If you're not focused on the most important stuff Then all that you've got left to show Is hurry, hurry on the go I'm gonna miss something If I keep bumping The most significant stuff All my friends and all the loose ends And this love of mine 'Cause I'm running out of time Who am I? Am I still the same guy? Or have I lost something as I keep stomping? Mind and health, every bit of myself I ignore the signs As I'm running out of time Hurry, hurry Hurried through these crowded streets and I Hurried through the food I eat and I Hurried when it's time to learn and why How many good people have I burned? I hurried when I should've been in the zone I hurried my loved ones off the phone I hurried through s**, I know, I know I hurried my quiet time alone In bed I lie, good place to die, I did my best Never relaxed, my heart attacks my little chest I stop to smell the roses My body decomposes I'm gonna miss something If I keep bumping The most significant stuff All my friends and all the loose ends And this love of mine 'Cause I'm running out of time Who am I? Am I still the same guy? Or have I lost something as I keep stomping? Mind and health, every bit of myself I ignore the signs As I'm running out of time