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Don't find much joy within the mundane
I catch myself daydreamin
Bout' things that can happen someday
I wanna see
If there's more to life than things I can obtain
Clock is tickin, every second counts
One more is a waste
One, two
Pedal to the floor, resumin' the race
Three, four
Hear the horns now, it's really too late
Five, six
Met with a strange, yet familiar face
Seven, eight
Open ya eyes, yet ya vision is hazed
Nigga it's
Time
Please let there be time
All away
Passin' by, like a stranger
Wit a place to go
I, gotta figure out what's next
My next move, gotta play soon
Like uno
I'm, stuck in, a box I built
It's tightly sealed
I almost feel the walls
Suffocate me, and it's quite unreal
No time to heal, cause time stay movin
Sealed the deal
Drop a hobby, find a new
Some to do to pass time
All against my agenda
Can't choose, feel the mime in the center
Of my mind, ideas just dyin' to get outta this room
Too patient
Once I hit the stop sign
Don't move
Continue to read between lines
Can't take it
Hope to make it this time
Clock's tickin
I'm jus lookin' for some
Time
I just want some
Time