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Text: Puddle Of Mudd. Life On Display. Time Flies.

Ain't much time left in my life
I'm all stressed out time to fly
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I can't let go, I can't wake up
Time flies, flies

One more step and I'm falling off the mountain
One more pill, who cares, nobody's counting
They told me to sing it to the birds
Sing it to the birds, no one's listening

One more step and I'm falling off the mountain
The mountain to me, love
The mountain to me, love

Sitting up on this little bitty hill
Will I make something out of myself?
Sitting up on this little bitty hill
Will I make something out of myself?

I can't let go
I can't wake up
Time flies
Time flies

Yeah
Time flies
Yeah
Time flies

Aint much time left in my life
I'm all stressed out time to fly
I'm on my way
I'm on my way

I can't let go
I can't wake up
Time flies

Don't you know time flies?
Flies, flies, yeah
Time flies, yeah
Flies, yeah
Time flies

Yeah, time flies
Yeah, flies
Yeah, time flies
Flies, flies, flies