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Rehab Album


Graffiti The World (07/12/2005)
07/12/2005
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I've tried it all twice or more
Told the lies and hit the floor
Broken down, what is real?
Hoping, doubt try to kill
Each other in the war that's in
My head I hurt from all my sins
Grin and bare the pain and angst
Sort thru all my brain's complaints
Ain't enough I need some help
What's it like to be myself
Hands are shaky, fuse is short
Starin' at the news report
To ignore the sound is hard
Bankrupt with a credit card
House I live in is a mess
Sqwermin in my flesh

Hook:
What do you want from me?
I have given all I can
I don't know what it's gonna take
What do you want from me?
Is it just no use to try?
I don't know what it's gonna take
Because I've no more tears to cry

Got no dough to pay the bills
Sanity ran for the hills
Sorta feels like comin' down
Comin' down, comin' down
Lightnin' flashing, poorin' rain
My reflection says you're in pain
You're insane, can't explain
Why I tend to think these things
Demons with there horns and fangs
Steal from you then call you names
Planes and trains, automobiles Same thing as a bag of pills
Make it strong and make it fast
Ain't no way to make it last
Down and out, sick and tired
I wallow in the mire

Hook:
What do you want from me?
I have given all I can
I don't know what it's gonna take
Can you make me understand?
What do you want from me?
Is it just no use to try?
I don't know what it's gonna take
Because I've no more tears to cry

Workin' hard may leave you broke
Gotta learn to steal from folks
Baseball, hot dogs, apple pie
Chevrolet not zenith skies
Sky's are full of poison air
Family photo, comb your hair
Wear a smile, wear a tie
Lie and don't be camera shy
Damn if I could be like you
I'd make the same mistakes you do
Murder people over seas
For the need to feed your greed
Nothing's free, a price was paid
With a rocket propelled grenade
Morning's purple, day is gray
Just wanted to say hey

Hook:
What do you want from me?
I have given all I can
I don't know what it's gonna take
Can you make me understand?
What do you want from me?
Is it just no use to try?
I don't know what it's gonna take
Because I've no more tears to cry

What do you want from me?
I have given all I can
I don't know what it's gonna take
Can you make me understand?
What do you want from me?
Is it just no use to try?
I don't know what it's gonna take
Because I've no


Bridge:
Are you scared to death and do you count your breath
what's really going 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
(twice)

Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
We are all loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are


. . .



Hook:
I got my hat tilted sideways and brand new shoes
I got my Alpine bumpin' rattlin' my rear view
Lookin' at the world behind me make it bump bump bump
Turn it up another notch and watch it pump pump pump
Let it punch you in your chest feel it seepin' in your back
When it's time rewind it back make it bump bump bump
It can get your leg to rockin' make it pump pump pump
Blister your transistor make it thump thump thump

Black tree silhouetted against an orange sky
Cool breeze on a country road I'm ten feet high
I'm just about to take another step up ohh
Real world got me kinda fed up ohh
I got places to go and folks I know that are waiting for me to arrive.

A Warner Robins state of mind is what it is if you ain't heard
We too broke to drink and too drunk to work
All day smokin' herb a tad bit disturbed
Yes sir absurd, don't know when the curse occurred
But we're scarred livin' harder than hell on wheels
And if we want it we steal, we might be pawning your drill
If it's on you will get a soup bone to the grill

Hook:
I got my hat tilted sideways and brand new shoes
I got my Alpine bumpin' rattlin' my rear view
Lookin' at the world behind me make it bump bump bump
Turn it up another notch and watch it pump pump pump
Let it punch you in your chest feel it seepin' in your back
When it's time rewind it back make it bump bump bump
It can get your leg to rockin' make it pump pump pump
Blister your transistor make it thump thump thump

Black tree silhouetted against an orange sky
Cool breeze on a country road I'm ten feet high
I'm just about to take another step up ohh
Real world got me kinda fed up ohh
I got places to go and folks I know that are waiting for me to arrive.

We addicted but intelligent live the criminal element
Coke is so American show it stops the arrogant hos
Constantly staring at you, ain't no comparing the flow
Make sure you stare in the hole before you answer the door
Be sure you rappin' in code the folks are tappin' the phone
My boy Jeff Mack put a cap in his dome
That's how it happens back home
I made that tap now he's gone
We're all a little paranoid I got the hell on

Hook:
I got my hat tilted sideways and brand new shoes
I got my Alpine bumpin' rattlin' my rear view
Lookin' at the world behind me make it bump bump bump
Turn it up another notch and watch it pump pump pump
Let it punch you in your chest feel it seepin' in your back
When it's time rewind it back make it bump bump bump
It can get your leg to rockin' make it pump pump pump
Blister your transistor make it thump thump thump

Black tree silhouetted against an orange sky
Cool breeze on a country road I'm ten feet high
I'm just about to take another step up ohh
Real world got me kinda fed up ohh
I got places to go and folks I know that are waiting for me to arrive.


. . .



I don't feel so good where am I
This is not where I laid down
Who are these people, who's home is this
Where's my clothes and where's my car
How did I get in the bathtub
Not again, Not again
The phone is off and I need a ride
None of these people are my friends
Fell off of the wagon coughin' and draggin' the vice boy
Door opened a magnum a nice boy turned shitty
Burnin' fiddy's of daddy's money on the top of a can
I said I'm coppin' the van he caught you poppin' a Adavan
Thought you had a gram what did ya do with it
check both pockets shit where's your wallet
Dumb alcoholic time for the panic

Hook:
Sit around now waitin' on a chest pain
Lookin' for a sign right brain left brain
Something inside startin' to feel strange
Friends wonder where you been
Clean up the beer cans, It's a beautiful day
Time you reported to your life

Yes I should have stayed in college no I was to cool for that
Cooking soft up into solid y'all know where to find me at
Seems too hard to get better what do I do after that
waitin' on an answer does anybody out there hear me
Take your ass home you ain't gon' last long
You're sick, tired, wired, you're dyin'
Look at them in the eyes and lyin'
Can't you tell your brain cells are fryin'
Don't go a chance in hell you're buyin'
Death by the bag yeah you grabbed his ass???
What are you runnin' from, take a bath
But before you do pass that grass

Hook:
Sit around now waitin' on a chest pain
Lookin' for a sign right brain left brain
Something inside startin' to feel strange
Friends wonder where you been
Go take a vitamin, throw your cigarettes away Clean up the beer cans, It's a beautiful day
Time you reported to your life

Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical
Puffin' on those botanicals, every second so critical
Bored with the human language, pain beat on my mental
Messin' with chemicals, sick as the appetites of cannibals
Far away they shoot a laser from a computer
Ricochets off a satellite panel to a missile silo in Cuba
Eyes behold catastrophe, foreseen by Nostradamus
The prophets peep the millennium age of the broken promise
More religions than park pigeons, the poor envy the rich and
Monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision
It's like the whole planet went off the deep end While I was sleepin'
Men be leapin off ledges, when there women leave for the weekend. Why?

Hook:
Sit around now waitin' on a chest pain
Lookin' for a sign right brain left brain
Something inside startin' to feel strange
Friends wonder where you been
Go take a vitamin, throw your cigarettes away
Clean up the beer cans, It's a beautiful day
Time you reported to your life

Go take a vitamin, Clean up the beer cans, Beautiful day
Time you reported to your life


. . .



When I was twelve, while checking the mail
I was admiring the car of the man next door
And thinking to myself, man, one of these days
I'm gonna have me a house like that with a big, red door
And his yard was mowed, and his grass was green
And the driveway was edged and all the shrubs were trimmed so perfectly
I had a crush on his wife and I played ball with his son
I pondered how much money he made, went inside and turned the TV on

Hook:
And he was laying in an overflowing bathtub of red water
The first and the last time he ever relaxed
And they said, he had a smile on his face
His final offer, the steam on the mirror said
One more thing to say

I was watching TV, having one of mom's famous rice crispy treats
Watching Tom and Jerry, I heard a car horn beep
I ran to the window, his wife and son were home
With bags of stuff they had got at the mall
I went in my room and got my glove and ball
And his son looked at his wife and his wife told his son I guess it'll be okay
And that beautiful woman, she walked in that beautiful house
When I realized I forgot my hat, I said I'll be back and turned around
And he was laying in an overflowing bathtub of red water
The first and the last time he ever relaxed
And they said, he had a smile on his face
His final offer, the steam on the mirror said
One more thing to say
There was screaming and there was crying
There was sirens, I thought I was dreamin
And the sun was shining, it was a beautiful day
His wife was talking to an officer
Through the noise I heard her say

Hook:
And he was laying in an overflowing bathtub of red water
The first and the last time he ever relaxed
And they said, he had a smile on his face
His final offer, the steam on the mirror said
I got one more thing to say


. . .



You know, they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
So vengeful and mother earth has been done wrong
And I think she's sick
Yo, she's pukin up lava
Her nerves tremble along fault lines ready to drop an entire city of filth
that's been forced upon her
We built these towers of Babel and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorce the father
The children are droppin blotter
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Takin prayer outta schools and we're tryin to raise scholars
Creationism vs. the theory of evolution
Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution
Kids steppin on land mines from wars we're all losin
We're chasin false idols, erasing from our bibles the golden rule
the youth are becoming more suicidal
Who teaches them, you and I do
No wonder they want to fight you
Raised by hypocrites, you feel lied to.

Hook:
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

We've got ABC, NBC, MTV, TNT, the BBC, DVD, VHS, DSL, A and E, XTC, mp3, FCC, THC, NRA, GOP??.. ADD
The fight for free speech, lack of responsibility
Thieves in positions of power
Internet pornography
Guns in the home for fear that the next knock at the door could be death
The terrorists are in the White House and oversees
Racists, separatists, vicious militias
The Buddhists, the Hindus, the Muslims, the Christians
Could it be our biggest barrier is language
Or is oil that important that one would inflict anguish
So cars can deplete the ozone on highways
That stretch across the land where Indians once raised families
We're in denial, the world is afraid
And you say there's no more slaves

Hook:
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

We're addicted to planes, trains and automobiles
We're addicted to addiction
We dig livin in fiction
For money, power, respect, the Army's got to go kill
They're under contract so let the blood spill
Sorta morbid ain't it this picture that I just painted
It's an epiphany I had
I realized just how tainted our thinking really is
While in New York when I saw a teenager being arrested for taggin a fuckin wall.

Hook:
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall


. . .



Hook:
This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

Just can't take it no more feelin' numb
Woke up face on the floor I was dumb
Cut me all the way to the core morning comes
Time to get busy forgetting again
Tired of going out my mind
Looking for something I won't find
How could I have been so blind
This is a load of crap
It figures she would win
But I'll learn to feel again
Bear down hard when you fill it in
Give me the pain I'll grit my teeth in

Hook:
This will be my last tattoo
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

You know when I woke up this morning she was long good gone
I thought she heard me say she was my vertebrae my back bone
But bone the dawn feels wrong, the night ain't right
The phone ain't on and she broke out last night
Left a note sayin' she won't hang on, she just can't fight
I know she's with Brock Scott, that jock with blonde locks
That blocks shots, guess I'm just not that hot
Mailbox for cocks
Let him bust your rear cuz you don't trust my rap career
But need I point out our bank account with a large amount
You left in the bank you skank, what you think
I'm a take this loot and buy some ink
You can take that shit you talkin' with you walkin' hooker

Hook: This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

Her face is still in my brain kill her name
I'm still dealing with pain what a shame
Heart still wearing a stain I'm to blame
Little bitty guilty's crawling all over my soul
I can't believe this shit
Said I caused the things she did
Bear down hard when you fill it in
Give me the pain I'll grit my teeth in

Hook: This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed


. . .



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 fhleestax 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 shakin 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 your like your
not equal and i'm abnormal/ i wonder turmoil anger
lightning thunder

Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
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/ i'm a
monkey among poachers 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 callin 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
Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
We are all loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are

Bridge:
Are you scared to death and do you count your breath
what's really going 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
(twice)

Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
We are all loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are


. . .



Hook:
We live like there ain't no tomorrow
No regrets, no time for the sorrow
Keep movin one foot in front of the other
We all looking for something Hey, hey, hey

I'm in the center lane on a freeway
My radiator blown on a 100 degree day
And I'm more in a hurry than I was before
And once again the whole world is in my way
So this is earth and I'm stuck here
Where profanity pours from faces like mine
And the only thing that we're sure of is
Is we're runnin out of money, patience and time
One step forward and two steps back
And we're wishin for a future, reminiscing on a flashback
Chasin a dream, hopin it exists
And we're grittin our teeth and clinchin our fists

Hook:
We live like there ain't no tomorrow
Keep movin one foot in front of the other
We all looking for something Hey, hey, hey

Am I crazy, maybe. my brain be gravy
Insane the days we have witnessed lately
It pains my greatly someone could hate me
Maybe they were lied to as babies too
Can't see logic, we camouflage it
Technology allows us to dip and dodge it
Wit magic gadgets, wires and magnets
We're standin stagnant and thinking backwards
A whole of bunch of nothing is in our way?

Hook:
We live like there ain't no tomorrow
No regrets, no time for the sorrow
Keep movin one foot in front of the other
We all looking for something Hey, hey, hey


. . .



Hook:
This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

Grew up in the backdrop of a small town
Nissan truck dropped down, Volkswagen Rabbit with the top down
Sittin on bbs's ? how that sound
Yeah, ya'll remember that don't ya
That's where I come from, Houston County
No distance a tour bus can take me
Make me forget, getting my ass whipped
In the parkin lot of Mazzios
Skippin church the first time I heard
Planet Rock come out a boom box
That may be the day God saved my soul, soul
I take a little bit of everything I ever learned with me anywhere on this globe I go
Nobody can take that, I think back
Linda May gave me the name
Now Danny Boone's in your radio
And for those that think that I changed, I did
The world out there took a naïve kid

Hook:
This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

Northside High School, makin beats on the top of my desk whenever the teacher left the room
Three years of ridin the bench wantin to play more than the last thirteen seconds of the game
Tryin to get a name, hangin with the hoodlums
My girlfriend ended up doin every one of them
None of em ever thought I knew, but I do
But it's cool, cuz I used to do your Boo too
Stealing cigarettes and malt liquor, rockin the pep rally in a cardigan sweater
Vowed that I would quit partying never
But now we got death and meth and nothing left but questions in our minds
And do you think this town is ever going to change in our time.
It's in the sky, a mile high
It's on your table, that black label
It's in your locker, that bottle of vodka
Sardines, eh and pork and beans

Hook:
This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road

I sit on the trunk of a 66 Pontiac, where the party at
I'm askin my kinfolk as the sun gets low
Can I get a hit of your cognac
Hell no, ya'll know, ain't nothing but a corner left
Did ya'll hear about Peanut, he nutted up
Four police cars, he was raising hell
Took mace and billy club to shut him up
Well, been sittin here by myself
Drinkin Easy Jesus with a dime to sell
Laying low cause I just got out of jail myself
One of these days I'm gonna leave this place
And ya'll might never ever see my face again
Friends been friends since we were little bitty
Now we're grown and this is our home

Hook:
This town is my home, it's deep in my soul
That's why I'm at home even when I'm on the road


. . .



Hook:
Just walk away, just walk away
There's too much wrong for you to stay
Just walk away, Just walk away
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away

Now he was just your average everyday traffic jam competitor
With half a gram, walkin' in the club tryin' to set it off
She had two silicon weapons of mass distraction
Nipples like screw-in cleats, damn near blastin'
Through her skin tight blouse, she lookin' for some action
Said her hubby was out of town and started askin'
If he'd like to go to her house.
I think that's when he realized he couldn't do it
Looked at her finger, a diamond from her ring
Hit his eye, he couldn't linger
He started feelin' guilty for everything they were up to
He took a deep breath said, "you know what, I'd love to
But evidently there is already someone who loves you"
She looked at him like he insulted her and said, "fuck you
Look at your pupils, I know what that stuff do

Hook:
Just walk away, just walk away
There's too much wrong for you to stay
Just walk away, Just walk away
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away

Together in their deceitful ways embracing the lust
They got carried away like a dog chasin' a bus
They were back at her house in another man's bed
And gettin 'freaky deaky' while the husband sped home
To see his wife cause his job had got done early
Meanwhile they're wreckin' the room
And talkin' all dirty, and sweaty
The hubby stopped and got some flowers so pretty
And a bottle of wine to spend some time with his sweetie
Gets home, sees a car in the yard and he's thinkin' hmmm?
Walks up the driveway opens the door and goes numb
Just about the time he's gonna yell "honey I'm home"
A trail of clothes down the hall leading to passionate moans
Changed his tone, tip-toed to the gun cabinet
Grabbed a gun his daddy gave him that he used in Vietnam
Walk down the hall kicked in the door said "surprise"
Sat down on the bed with guns and roses and wine

Hook:
Just walk away, just walk away
There's too much wrong for you to stay
Just walk away, Just walk away
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away

Hubby said "how you two love birds doing? You havin' fun?
Don't cover up your nakedness now, What's done's done"
He made his wife call her parents
Made the dude call his wife and daughter
And told them to come over, "let's talk about life"
And then hubby called the preacher 'cause you want God involved
When the victim of infidelity has got a revolver
and the guests straggled into the room one at a time
Realizing what was happening and then wishing they were blind
He told the preacher who had married them back in the day
That he was right 'the lord works in mysterious ways'
Then he addressed the room waving the gun carefree
Saying "ladies and gentlemen you've been called here to see
Two naked embarrassed humans in a bed that I bought
They were havin' great sex about the time they got caught"
Then he laid the gun down on the bed so relaxed
And said "I'm leaving' feel free to shoot me in the back"

Hook:
Just walk away, just walk away
There's too much wrong for you to stay
Just walk away, Just walk away
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away


. . .



Dagnabbit I got the same bad habits my dad had as a
lad
I get mad at myself sittin in the back of a cab
feelin wack as a whip on the back of a slave on a ship
back in the days at times waking up is slap in the
face
but the passion of one whose flesh was torn away
by the cat of 9 tails an pierced by one spear and 3
nails
has saved my soul but there's still times I get
weak and there's still times I get beat
and sometimes
I write rhymes way to ill to repeat and I don't want
to be another hypocrite on a beat
but sometimes when
the sun shines I wish I could sleep it away but today
I woke up with some strength counted a couple of
blessings and stepped out in the street
and the sweet
smell of victory put my mind at ease and the breeze
told the tree's to whisper something to me/ and they

Hook:
Jesus loves me this I know
for the bible tells me so
little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong

Those who trespass allow me to forgive I wasn't dealt
the hand they got lives they got to live
besides
they don't answer to me I'm not you and we've all made
mistakes and known not what to do
it's true see if I
hurt you that hurts me I'm not entitled to the lord's
tender mercy
till I drop down on my knee's and say
please put me into your solution and free me of this
disease
I won't make it one more step unless u take
this load I tote with my soul I'll just break and
won't wait one second longer than I must or bond with
anyone stronger than this trust so
the only thing to
do is lean on you and not be lead astray by what the
demon do.

Hook:
Jesus loves me this I know
for the bible tells me so
little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong

Don't try to be the best man be the best that u can
cause number 1 ain't nothing but the opinion of man and
man loves death, hate, crime, and pain
his kids are
into theft, long lines of cane
insanity profanity
ecstasy and blasphemy but as for me I'm just tryin to
maintain and it's a damn shame our brains have been
trained to crazy and lazy scared to make change in
these hard times I try to be a role model but I ain't
gonna lie y'all I still battle the bottle and that's my
biggest struggle
I ain't the one to follow sometimes
I get the urge to leave a 12 pack hollow
just writing
some inner-sentiments ain't none of us innocent from
mansions to tenements whether male or feminine all of
us are guilty of showing a little ignorance being
resentful, envious, and belligerent
one day maybe we
can figure it out but till then I guess I'll just pull
this cigarette out pull up a chair and open a brew,
sit down on the porch and do what I do

Hook:
Jesus loves me this I know
for the bible tells me so
little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong


. . .



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 fhleestax 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 shakin 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 your like your
not equal and i'm abnormal
lightning thunder

Hook:
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
i'm a
monkey among poachers 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 callin 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
Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
We are all loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are

Bridge:
Are you scared to death and do you count your breath
what's really going 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
(twice)

Hook:
We are running out of time
We are falling way behind
We are all loosing our minds
We are, We are, We are


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