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Running Out Of Time

Somewhere deep in my mind

I can feel the fear of hight

You may ask to whom and why

I am turning all around



Walked the line starving alone

Of small talking coffee wine

Skin is dried peel upside down

Facing running out of time



Running out of time

Drinking coffee wine

Talking small no high

Sense of identity



Nobody's there down

Only me and why

Crying days'n'nights

Aloud serenity



Running running running out of time

Wheels are moving on the rails of life

Running running running out of time

Need to stop and think about the rhyme

Running running running out of time

Raven's pecking deep into my eye

Running running running out of time

Curving roads wrinkles are on my crime



Running out of time

Drinking coffee wine

Talking small no high

Sense of identity



Nobody's there down

Only me and why

Crying days'n'nights

Aloud serenity



Running running running out of time...

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