Tim Armstrong - Running Out Of Time | Текст песни

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• Running Out Of Time

Clock won't stop to this time to rock
Running out of time
Take token, get to the spot
Running out of time

We can't go to the city and live her alone
And dance all night and watch,crash and burn
He hit the club, baby, all night long
At least, this day, we can't go wrong

Dante rules with his designer's hair
So live him with the gloves, now that he stares at
the real welcomer doesn't ask "why?"
And let me tell you baby that time don't lie

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