When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyway just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
No more calling this a party living larger then life
Broke down reality check last month I was broke twice
Stole my wallet and my heart but not the shit in my mind
Thoughts of breaking in the industry each moment im alive
Got credentials to possess it, somehow still forget it
The fame will change my life forever how could I neglect That?
Write it all down cause it helped me calm down
And it Kept my hands from shaking I'm a better man now
So much phobia getting scared of every moment
Used to be so broke taking pictures with these Kodaks
Think I might have made some changes baby maybe You should know that
Lost in magazines dream I'm the one in photographs
Pause for a laugh... pride comes before the fall
Too focused on the problems I ain't ever try to solve
Well living in fear ain't really living at all
Oh, what I'd give to know you relate to this song
I never kept a promise busy keeping it real
Or at least I thought I was the truth's outta left field
Remember LA days, laundry or my next meal
Struggles helped me grow up so I don't know just what to feel
Perfect tunnel vision, Writing fiction, politicin' with women
You know life seem like a sitcom
Can't tell if we getting dissed then comes distances
Tried to tell the world ain't nobody really listening
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
So Sorry for the way I let you down you needed grievance
And I was such a narcissist I couldn't even see it
Everyone caught in moments I'm so caught in my feelings
But You kicked me when I was down, swear my heads still reeling
I deserved it, Ain't perfect and i learned that the hard way
It ain't like I was dodging, ducking, running away
It just hurt so much to live in this box it got so crowded
How The hell I get here sometimes I feel so childish
We quick to give prescriptions these kids just need encouragement
Someone to say it'll be alright when they hurting shit
I find the more I grow the more they stay the same
But It ain't make me bitter not a lot a little anxious
What if I ain't make it by the time I'm 28
The lime light passes Throws egg on my face
Or I give it too much thought, it scrambles my brains
Back to acting childish You know I never could behave, Made
Think and grow rich to display talent and ambition
Round after round, I'm chasing the industry
Allegory tell the story: Apollo's on a mission
But I knew that kid before this, and I really really miss him
I hope you find whatever it is that your looking for
I hope this friendly competition, we ain't keeping score
I hope that when you leaving you ain't gotta slam the door
Goodbye my innocence wish we knew each other more
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
We supposed to serve the people right, Like thanks so much you made my life
Heinous, All y'all betrayed us, made us feel like
We ain't good enough became a slave to the paper
I never let it change me You know gravity has us aging
I'm cool with that, feet on the stage, I'm ruling that
Turning the page, of my life, Sometimes it's a matter of psyche
Not simply who or what be striking first
Cheers to the puff puff pass that led to the first verse
Cuz music helped me get away, I felt so depleted
Part one of this trilogy conveyed the confidence needed
Admittedly, had to stay disciplined every weekend
Pinnacles come from putting what you want out of reaching
Asking what to say: what's next for Apollo Clone?
2000 miles on my feet in west Yellowstone
No sleep, no calls, no texts, no telephone
So when you're Asking what to tell them... Tell 'em I'm going home
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
Apollo Clone - The Mystery Method Lyrics
Apollo Clone - The Mystery Method Lyrics
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When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyway just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
No more calling this a party living larger then life
Broke down reality check last month I was broke twice
Stole my wallet and my heart but not the shit in my mind
Thoughts of breaking in the industry each moment im alive
Got credentials to possess it, somehow still forget it
The fame will change my life forever how could I neglect That?
Write it all down cause it helped me calm down
And it Kept my hands from shaking I'm a better man now
So much phobia getting scared of every moment
Used to be so broke taking pictures with these Kodaks
Think I might have made some changes baby maybe You should know that
Lost in magazines dream I'm the one in photographs
Pause for a laugh... pride comes before the fall
Too focused on the problems I ain't ever try to solve
Well living in fear ain't really living at all
Oh, what I'd give to know you relate to this song
I never kept a promise busy keeping it real
Or at least I thought I was the truth's outta left field
Remember LA days, laundry or my next meal
Struggles helped me grow up so I don't know just what to feel
Perfect tunnel vision, Writing fiction, politicin' with women
You know life seem like a sitcom
Can't tell if we getting dissed then comes distances
Tried to tell the world ain't nobody really listening
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
So Sorry for the way I let you down you needed grievance
And I was such a narcissist I couldn't even see it
Everyone caught in moments I'm so caught in my feelings
But You kicked me when I was down, swear my heads still reeling
I deserved it, Ain't perfect and i learned that the hard way
It ain't like I was dodging, ducking, running away
It just hurt so much to live in this box it got so crowded
How The hell I get here sometimes I feel so childish
We quick to give prescriptions these kids just need encouragement
Someone to say it'll be alright when they hurting shit
I find the more I grow the more they stay the same
But It ain't make me bitter not a lot a little anxious
What if I ain't make it by the time I'm 28
The lime light passes Throws egg on my face
Or I give it too much thought, it scrambles my brains
Back to acting childish You know I never could behave, Made
Think and grow rich to display talent and ambition
Round after round, I'm chasing the industry
Allegory tell the story: Apollo's on a mission
But I knew that kid before this, and I really really miss him
I hope you find whatever it is that your looking for
I hope this friendly competition, we ain't keeping score
I hope that when you leaving you ain't gotta slam the door
Goodbye my innocence wish we knew each other more
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
We supposed to serve the people right, Like thanks so much you made my life
Heinous, All y'all betrayed us, made us feel like
We ain't good enough became a slave to the paper
I never let it change me You know gravity has us aging
I'm cool with that, feet on the stage, I'm ruling that
Turning the page, of my life, Sometimes it's a matter of psyche
Not simply who or what be striking first
Cheers to the puff puff pass that led to the first verse
Cuz music helped me get away, I felt so depleted
Part one of this trilogy conveyed the confidence needed
Admittedly, had to stay disciplined every weekend
Pinnacles come from putting what you want out of reaching
Asking what to say: what's next for Apollo Clone?
2000 miles on my feet in west Yellowstone
No sleep, no calls, no texts, no telephone
So when you're Asking what to tell them... Tell 'em I'm going home
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyway just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
No more calling this a party living larger then life
Broke down reality check last month I was broke twice
Stole my wallet and my heart but not the shit in my mind
Thoughts of breaking in the industry each moment im alive
Got credentials to possess it, somehow still forget it
The fame will change my life forever how could I neglect That?
Write it all down cause it helped me calm down
And it Kept my hands from shaking I'm a better man now
So much phobia getting scared of every moment
Used to be so broke taking pictures with these Kodaks
Think I might have made some changes baby maybe You should know that
Lost in magazines dream I'm the one in photographs
Pause for a laugh... pride comes before the fall
Too focused on the problems I ain't ever try to solve
Well living in fear ain't really living at all
Oh, what I'd give to know you relate to this song
I never kept a promise busy keeping it real
Or at least I thought I was the truth's outta left field
Remember LA days, laundry or my next meal
Struggles helped me grow up so I don't know just what to feel
Perfect tunnel vision, Writing fiction, politicin' with women
You know life seem like a sitcom
Can't tell if we getting dissed then comes distances
Tried to tell the world ain't nobody really listening
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
So Sorry for the way I let you down you needed grievance
And I was such a narcissist I couldn't even see it
Everyone caught in moments I'm so caught in my feelings
But You kicked me when I was down, swear my heads still reeling
I deserved it, Ain't perfect and i learned that the hard way
It ain't like I was dodging, ducking, running away
It just hurt so much to live in this box it got so crowded
How The hell I get here sometimes I feel so childish
We quick to give prescriptions these kids just need encouragement
Someone to say it'll be alright when they hurting shit
I find the more I grow the more they stay the same
But It ain't make me bitter not a lot a little anxious
What if I ain't make it by the time I'm 28
The lime light passes Throws egg on my face
Or I give it too much thought, it scrambles my brains
Back to acting childish You know I never could behave, Made
Think and grow rich to display talent and ambition
Round after round, I'm chasing the industry
Allegory tell the story: Apollo's on a mission
But I knew that kid before this, and I really really miss him
I hope you find whatever it is that your looking for
I hope this friendly competition, we ain't keeping score
I hope that when you leaving you ain't gotta slam the door
Goodbye my innocence wish we knew each other more
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
We supposed to serve the people right, Like thanks so much you made my life
Heinous, All y'all betrayed us, made us feel like
We ain't good enough became a slave to the paper
I never let it change me You know gravity has us aging
I'm cool with that, feet on the stage, I'm ruling that
Turning the page, of my life, Sometimes it's a matter of psyche
Not simply who or what be striking first
Cheers to the puff puff pass that led to the first verse
Cuz music helped me get away, I felt so depleted
Part one of this trilogy conveyed the confidence needed
Admittedly, had to stay disciplined every weekend
Pinnacles come from putting what you want out of reaching
Asking what to say: what's next for Apollo Clone?
2000 miles on my feet in west Yellowstone
No sleep, no calls, no texts, no telephone
So when you're Asking what to tell them... Tell 'em I'm going home
When the time runs out, and I must go
Promise I gave it everything, results I can't control
A starving artist anyways just something you should know
I might be a dreamer
Writer: Alex Parelius
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid