Runnin' Out of Time (feat. Justin Christopher)

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Aloysius ( AL-oh-ISH-əs) is a given name. It is a Latinisation of the names Alois, Louis, Lewis, Luis, Luigi, Ludwig, and other cognate names (traditionally in Medieval Latin as Ludovicus or Chlodovechus), ultimately from Frankish *Hlūdawīg, from Proto-Germanic *Hlūdawīgą ("famous battle"). In the US, the name is rare, with babies receiving the name less than 0.001% since the 1940s and mainly among Roman Catholics, according to Social Security Administration data. more »

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I'm running out of time 
You're running out of time
You're running out of time till the night I pay my fines
Lord of the flys remain disguised
I'm running out of time 
You're running out of time
You're running out of time till the night I pay my fines 
Lord of the flys remain disguised
You're running outta 
I really hated something excess luxurious as I did 
Because I know that expense is purity 
Finding me in puddles
Backwards in the stubbles
Five o clock shadow 
Out the door and I stumble
Could be the comics of this coming of age
Or the day I book a ticket out in search of a sage
Say my fingers getting closer to flame
Hands gripping the throat 
I feel never the same
Often it's too hard to cope
I pitch up fires
Disappear slowly 
Cut off all my connections
Godfather innner demeanor that's Michael Coley 
Omniscient shadows observing behind the curtain
But the show never starts because the lights out of service
So I perform in the dark and I might meet you there
If we speak don't go yeah I 'll leave you right here
In the present in this box in this cage 
Key and lock is crazy 
Cause I wanna stop this fucking key 
I'm running out of time 
You're running out of time
You're running out of time till the night I pay my fines
Lord of the flys remain disguised
I'm running out of time 
You're running out of time
You're running out of time till the night I pay my fines 
Lord of the flys remain disguised
You're running outta  
Transfixed on the hands while I take an awkward stance
And I'm scared of disability to just say f*ck it
I want my cake and wanna eat it with plant based custard 
A slice of life and the bitterness tastes like mustard 
I can't touch it
No I can't touch it
Can't touch it 
Can't touch it
All the time
All the time
Running all the time
Running all the

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