driven - trinelise væring and fredrik lundin lyrics

driven lyrics
there’s no resting on your laurels you just got to move ahead
if you vegetate a minute
in no time you’ll be dead
you gotta beat them to it you gotta get there first you cannot be distracted by hunger or by thirst
these are busy times my my my
what you do is you keep pushing make sure you don’t fall back you’re pulling on the leash now you gotta cut yourself some slack

these are busy times my my my