Текст песни Running Out Of Time

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 sleestacks with weed stacks
And the get yours mentality
Suppress fear grind gears weakness is opportunity
Saditty bitch pass 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
Shaking off thoughts of incest and sodomy
Inside of me I 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 you like you're 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 highschool coaches
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Bait, snares, and boobytraps
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 loosing 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 loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are