| I have no faith in you or me
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| There is no hope that I can see
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| We pray for help that never comes
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| Our fields are dry, no water runs
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| We curse the sun that burns the land
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| And slap the teeth that bite the hand
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| Of those who try, but don’t succeed
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| All left to die, alone they bleed
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time, too late to pray
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| Can’t walk away
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| It’s killing time, we made our choice
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| We have no voice
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time
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| With lips pulled tight, the venom flies
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| You spit the words that make me cry
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| The clouds are black
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| There is no sky, no sun, no moon
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| There are no stars at night
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| I’m lost at sea, caught in a storm
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| Can’t navigate, I’m so alone
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| Back to the wall, nowhere to turn
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| I will lash out, or I will burn
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time, the dam is cracked
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| No turning back
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| It’s killing time, I see it all
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| I start to fall
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| It’s killing time, it’s you or me
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| So, set me free
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| It’s killing time
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| It’s killing time |