Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time, artist - Anthrax. Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Time |
| I got so much trouble on my mind |
| Paranoia time, I’m running out of life |
| Clockwise and the seconds tick away |
| Each line that cuts my face |
| Cut as each hand moves into place |
| Paranoia, amped and wired |
| Bile black |
| The thoughts that run my head |
| There’s so much to be said |
| They’re so much living dead |
| Walking corpses shambling through life |
| With nothing in their sight |
| Dance on their bones |
| Step in and fight |
| Paranoia, amped and wired |
| Life and death are fighting for my time |
| I can’t seem to find the time |
| I want what’s mine |
| Time through the clock |
| Just keeps talking |
| It just walks any damn place |
| Ohh, it feels like walking |
| My mind keeps thinking |
| Clockwise as the seconds tick away |
| I make my move today |
| Time and life, life and time |
| To have and hold |
| And sometimes find |
| It isn’t mine, it isn’t yours |
| Man to man, I’ll fight you for |
| Time and life, life and time |
| One day I’ll get what’s mine |
| Through persistence of time |
| Huh! |
| Life and death as words |
| They don’t mean shit |
| It’s what you do with them |
| And how you live with it |
| Raging like a bull inside a cage |
| Just give me a stage |
| Where this bull can rage |
| Paranoia, amped and wired |
| Life and death are fighting for my time |
| I can’t seem to find the time |
| I want what’s mine |
| Time through the clock |
| Just keeps talking |
| It just walks any damn place |
| Oh, it feels like walking |
| My mind keeps thinking |
| Clockwise as the seconds tick away |
| I make my move today |
| Time and life, life and time |
| To have and hold |
| And sometimes find |
| It isn’t mine, it isn’t yours |
| Man to man I’ll fight you for |
| Time and life, life and time |
| One day I’ll get what’s mine |
| Through persistence of time |
| Go! |
| Paranoia’s lost its hold on |
| Paranoia’s lost its hold on |
| Paranoia’s lost its hold on |
| Paranoia’s got no hold on me |
| Time don’t have nothing |
| To do with how high you can |
| Time don’t got nothing |
| To do with how high you can count |
| Time and life, life and time |
| To have and hold |
| And sometimes find |
| It isn’t mine, it isn’t yours |
| Man to man I’ll fight you for |
| Time and life, life and time |
| One day I’ll get what’s mine |
| Through persistence of time |