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Timestamp (Outro)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Timestamp (Outro) was released on February 14, 2025 by run as a part of the album Hapax Legomenon‎
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Release DateFebruary 14, 2025
Labelrun
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
runtrain
runtrain
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
runtrain
runtrain
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

The numbers on the board, they never added up
You learned the multiplication, but it was not enough
Running from everything, ready for down set hut
Only thing I want for night is a low cut
In my abode, I unload, like Al Capone
I'm triple X, but aware of my many unknowns
I give up kicking the bucket like Taekwondo
I can't believe I gotta hide what's in my own phone
And then I stress now
I'm on the speed but I'm never feeling like kachow
Pulling my udders I'm feeling like im a cash cow
Remember when I would spend my summers in Bilbao
Solve it, hard time recalling
Wouldn't remember if it was nothing but nonsense
Night clear as day, still had to call in
Next day, I've woken up jobless
I've got a tight neck, wrapped in ribbon
My head's loud pounding, I feel like a gibbon
Make a recollection I make it my days mission
I feel like it's impossible nearing positive fission
The baby had birth defect, I had to speak less
A failure of a mind like The All-American Rejects
Photographic imagery can't remember the suspect
Nothing much else, empty in my sect
(So lost in the sequence)
(Help me, Help me)
(And I hate it, not debating, am I thinking)
Three call no show, I was a strikeout
Recollected this in the room and gave out like 10 shouts
It's all going south
Girl got a big mouth
Speak too much and it's damaging all of my sprouts
Gotta get my head, back in stability
Giving up will bound to make me a big liability
Got no alibi so there's plausible 'niability
Anything I'll do to retain all my credibility
Anything I'll do to not seem like a conduit
I know that i'm better than any of the Jesuits
I'll sleep in canopy just a like a Bedouin
All for absolution I'll even do heroin
I'll do, anything anything anything
Living as an broke entity, a shoestring
Drowning in my own vices, no snorkeling
I'm going to cell that I belong I'm headed in
(Always sinking, should I let go)
(Art deco, Lost Nemo)
(Should I stay online? This life not divine)
I feel at peace now, my tone has changed
If life was simulated then I'd run the whole game
Feel I'm a millionaire taking like every dame
Pity for the men and women who don't feel the same
I'm jam-packed, I'm jam-packed, I feel free
No other emotion, so I'm only feeling glee
Living in a fantasy feeling like Dorothy
I'm liking what it is, there is no priorities
Stabbed in the elbow, no major pain
No longer looking red I think my blood began to drain
All fading to black and I think that I've been slain
I thought I'd see the light, but instead i see the flame
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