Lyrics
This thing we call time, it slips away.
This is not right, but it is the way.
I’m spinning. Can’t see these walls.
They wrap around me, keep me stalled.
This thing we call time, it takes away.
Every thing, tends not to stay.
Keeps us counting, closer to the end.
It comes for us all, we cannot win.
Time’s running out!
For us all!
Time’s running out!
Till we crawl!
Time’s running short!
Do not look back!
Times counting down!
As a matter of fact.
This thing we call time, ticks seconds away.
It’s not like any of us stay.
The hands fall closer, to zero it’ll turn.
It’s about what we’ve learned!
This thing we call time, the minutes pass most by.
Never learning the where what and why.
Did you make it count, all the in betweens.
Hope no regrets haunt you, in the end.
Time’s running out!
For us all!
Time’s running out!
Till we crawl!
Time’s running short!
Do not look back!
Times counting down!
As a matter of fact.
Time’s running out!
Time’s running out!
Time’s running out!
Time’s running out!
Time’s running out!
For us all!
Time’s running out!
Till we crawl!
Time’s running short!
Do not look back!
Times counting down!
As a matter of fact.
Details
GeneratedJul 16, 2026
Duration3:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Southern metal, hard rock, nu metal, male
Credits
Prompt by
TheBroken
TheBrokenModelAria v5.5
