Running Out

Pretty little thing paints her eyes black
Puts on a face and lights up a cigarette
She takes to the floor in killer designer heels
But everyone knows she's not as cool as she feels

She's running out
She's running out
Of everything

In the back of the club she takes her clothes off
Plays with her hair and flicks it way too much
A shallow little beast with no self respect
But everyone knows and wouldn't expect anything less

She's running out
She's running out
Of everything



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Writer(s): Arlen Blaze Ivey
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