Текст песни Time is Rushing By - The Terrible Texan

(We're sorry we don't know what he says here)

I feel the world around myself
Quickly rushing by
I want to slow it down but hell
Ill never even try
I've tried to ask for help
And I've tried to find a way
But I guess that I am stuck here
On this fucked up holiday

I walked along the hidden tracks
And I could clearly see
The reaper dressed all in black
And he's running fast to me

The whole entire world
Seems to stumble around my soul
Screaming bloody murder helps
To bring me in control

feel the stare of others eyes
Gaze into my soul
I see them either laugh at me
Or feel a bit of woe
I've got to find a way to stop
This feeling deep inside
But I just cant stop the feeling
That I'm running out of time

I look inside my self to see
A weakened raging mind
Bottle filled anxiety
And I'm running out of time

I'm done