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- Running out of time Lyrics
Album: Graffiti The World I strike up a full sprint with the day The planet turns to ashes, breathing down my neck Hellish degrees and Armageddon summer Running with Sleestax with weed sacks And the "get yours" mentality Suppress fear, grind gears, weakness is opportunity Saditty bitch passed, I read her mind, it says "scum" I'm a fruitcake, I want it all or be a vagabond A product of Babylon, slave of technology Shakin' off thoughts of incest and sodomy inside of me Gotta be normal can't, no chance Me and confusion got a romance I pass an ambulance could be an omen I don't believe in superstition But I better look and listen Hope it ain't a premonition chronically stricken with tension, invention of evil Deceitful people living regally got it illegally But they gather beneath the steeple Treat your like your not equal And I'm abnormal? I wonder? Turmoil, anger, lightning, thunder We are running out of time We are falling way behind We are all losing our minds We are, We are, We are 99.9 percent deceptive is humanity One becomes deceptive when one becomes deceived Be hyper, protective, very selective Although it's easier to hide behind weed I'm not blinded by greed, part of a dying breed Believe they got a bead on your seed The web is very tangled I'm living strangled Lies from every angle, brainwashed like high school coaches I'm a monkey among poachers bait, snares, and booby traps My mind is doing laps I need a map Maybe even a destination perhaps But the wild women and wine neon dollar signs Calling from the far reaches of my mind At 5 o'clock every payday, mayday, mayday I take a swallow, then two by ten The false courage and pride have fully kicked in Look at how the little mouse runs inside the wheel I don't wanna feel the fear of failing Puff the coffin nail and its impaling my lungs We are running out of time We are falling way behind We are all losing our minds We are, We are, We are Are you scared to death and do you count your breath? What's really going on? Don't got much time left The next second is now and now was just then And I'll never get that moment back again Are you scared to death and do you count your breath? What's really going on? Don't got much time left The next second is now and now was just then And I'll never get that moment back again We are running out of time We are falling way behind We are all losing our minds We are, We are, We are
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