Living in a reality behind the clock
Counting down minutes to the tick-tock-tick-tock
Heads rock when I make em bob in the crowd
Metronomic melancholy tying me down
With a sound like a pound on the ground
From the noun on the bottom of a bipedal organism
Somewhat human, some slut fuming, so what floozy
Grab another drink and get a fix on
This song makes me feel like I am going crazy
Hey, wait, baby maybe lately faking sense is overrated
Take me way away from all this jaded hatred
I complain enough on a daily basis as it is
Gravitate to this madness, take a hit
Platinum, make it drip, crack the lazy whip
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Sick of being sober behind these closed corners
The game ain't over but I'm running out of quarters
The hoarders will order this torture
While forgers with mortars on borders
Spit horror for mourners
Fortune for the rich but not for the rest
You passed the class but you failed the test
Your tales in quest and ends in death and mess
For what's left in your chest when you run out of breath
You can't imagine the fun I'm having
When life is passing and I'm still slacking
The time I'm grabbing in this life of action
But the basket's not cashing this passion
And I'm laughing at the many little wanna-be
As I'm getting rid of every single one of these
Don't run at me, make fun of me, f*ck with me
Or take love from me, lest you really want to bleed
Bleed you will if you so seek thrills
You can keep your bills and you can eat your pills
I don't need your feels, I don't need these chills
And I don't want this build that time has killed
So I smoke it up in a blunt of f*cks never given
This is for giving up because love's never winning
Done being victim to those with wisdom
So blow this system, explode this prison
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Let me celebrate with you for just a minute of your time
I won't waste a second, I will treat them as if they were mine
Tear me down, raise me up, rock me right until our time is up
Until the sun comes up
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
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Planet Mondaze - Out of Time Lyrics
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Living in a reality behind the clock
Counting down minutes to the tick-tock-tick-tock
Heads rock when I make em bob in the crowd
Metronomic melancholy tying me down
With a sound like a pound on the ground
From the noun on the bottom of a bipedal organism
Somewhat human, some slut fuming, so what floozy
Grab another drink and get a fix on
This song makes me feel like I am going crazy
Hey, wait, baby maybe lately faking sense is overrated
Take me way away from all this jaded hatred
I complain enough on a daily basis as it is
Gravitate to this madness, take a hit
Platinum, make it drip, crack the lazy whip
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Sick of being sober behind these closed corners
The game ain't over but I'm running out of quarters
The hoarders will order this torture
While forgers with mortars on borders
Spit horror for mourners
Fortune for the rich but not for the rest
You passed the class but you failed the test
Your tales in quest and ends in death and mess
For what's left in your chest when you run out of breath
You can't imagine the fun I'm having
When life is passing and I'm still slacking
The time I'm grabbing in this life of action
But the basket's not cashing this passion
And I'm laughing at the many little wanna-be
As I'm getting rid of every single one of these
Don't run at me, make fun of me, f*ck with me
Or take love from me, lest you really want to bleed
Bleed you will if you so seek thrills
You can keep your bills and you can eat your pills
I don't need your feels, I don't need these chills
And I don't want this build that time has killed
So I smoke it up in a blunt of f*cks never given
This is for giving up because love's never winning
Done being victim to those with wisdom
So blow this system, explode this prison
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Let me celebrate with you for just a minute of your time
I won't waste a second, I will treat them as if they were mine
Tear me down, raise me up, rock me right until our time is up
Until the sun comes up
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Counting down minutes to the tick-tock-tick-tock
Heads rock when I make em bob in the crowd
Metronomic melancholy tying me down
With a sound like a pound on the ground
From the noun on the bottom of a bipedal organism
Somewhat human, some slut fuming, so what floozy
Grab another drink and get a fix on
This song makes me feel like I am going crazy
Hey, wait, baby maybe lately faking sense is overrated
Take me way away from all this jaded hatred
I complain enough on a daily basis as it is
Gravitate to this madness, take a hit
Platinum, make it drip, crack the lazy whip
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Sick of being sober behind these closed corners
The game ain't over but I'm running out of quarters
The hoarders will order this torture
While forgers with mortars on borders
Spit horror for mourners
Fortune for the rich but not for the rest
You passed the class but you failed the test
Your tales in quest and ends in death and mess
For what's left in your chest when you run out of breath
You can't imagine the fun I'm having
When life is passing and I'm still slacking
The time I'm grabbing in this life of action
But the basket's not cashing this passion
And I'm laughing at the many little wanna-be
As I'm getting rid of every single one of these
Don't run at me, make fun of me, f*ck with me
Or take love from me, lest you really want to bleed
Bleed you will if you so seek thrills
You can keep your bills and you can eat your pills
I don't need your feels, I don't need these chills
And I don't want this build that time has killed
So I smoke it up in a blunt of f*cks never given
This is for giving up because love's never winning
Done being victim to those with wisdom
So blow this system, explode this prison
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Let me celebrate with you for just a minute of your time
I won't waste a second, I will treat them as if they were mine
Tear me down, raise me up, rock me right until our time is up
Until the sun comes up
Lately I been feeling I been running out of time
Writer: EMILY BAKER, JAMES SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid