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illusions
Running away from entity
Trying to scape from your (reality)
And doesn´t matter what they say
It's all up to your, illusions
I thought that by now,

all my kicks
my kicks
7 and i've gone to heaven
heaven
8 it's gettin' way too late
too late
9 i'm running out of time
out of time, out time
10 just goes

the clean
Running my life like I was living the dream
Somewhere I never thought I would be
My world is on fire and you're the one dancing with me
So keep me

space and time
So don’t you come running back when you see that the world is mine


Got all these leeches tryna siphon off my energy 
Intentions pure so

down, deep down, feels the same about me

Am I wasting my heart power?
Wasting my heart power?
Wasting my time?
Waste it hour by hour
Hour by hour
Is this

Last to Know

Deborah Conway

String of Pearls

1991

somewhere
I got a jar of shells by my bedside
I got a silver train running outside
I got a heart running wild, running wild

Love is such a temporary

The clock is running out of time 
Another life just passes by
The painted color black and white 
Another fight another lie
Another memory fades away

Bo! Bo! Bo!

Boogie Down Productions

Ghetto Music: The Blueprint of Hip Hop

1989

and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I laid
They rushed in shooting so I

the world is blind
Leave it all behind

Rotten mangled mind
Running out of time
Cruelty Redefined
By keeping you alive

Suffering
No Saviours
The World Has

The culmination itself
Tick-tock, we are running out
Of time every second
We don't have much time left
To write the denouement together
For which we will definitely

the time fly by)
Every single hour that's approaching always passing me by
I don't even really care
I'm bored

(Bro)
(I can't do this anymore)
(I'm out)
(Cuz

running out of spots to go my time is borrowed
I never really mind
I'm running out of things to do tell me what's new
I just get by

for myself,
I'm just growing all alone again
But I find in my mind that I'm not.
Time is running out and I just want to say I'm sorry now,
Before I'm

You should have told me something 
Something honest by the time we said goodbye 
I'm chained to my obsession
You're everything that a man can never

forgot everything because we don't talk
And this is my head saying things that you would block
Outta your mind
I'm running out of time
I just wanted you

Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tale
Ghetto gospel that is, listen
Rotten

home
I hate the way it happened but it is what it is
Cuz we both know there's something out there bigger than this...
(Ahem)
Cuz I remember way back, uh

Yeah we gone get
Get by any means 
Tryna stack this paper racks is bussing out the seams 
40 on my hip 30 in my jeans 
Bussing out the ceiling money

pack it up and get out
Why you keep running your Mouth
I'm down bad, sad, ouch
I'm slick rick with the pouch
And they all wanna take me out
I'm good

And FUTILITY
Here it comes
From the slums
Of my mind
And I'm running out of time
Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my bed
Wishing I was dead
Bed sheets stained

of the southwest
Put my ring where your mouth is
If you call me wrong they'll all be gone
By the time I'm done rippin' the bong
Chaos ripple is strong
Atomic

faith in life
I guess my luck is running out of time

I don't feel loved by you
I don't feel loved by you
Still I wanna call out your name
I believe

Idiot Wind

Bob Dylan

Blood on the Tracks

1975

Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess

Idiot Wind

Bob Dylan

Hard Rain

1976

Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess