Lyrics No Time - Fiction Factory

No Time

Hours round the table, fighting for these tones
Oh it’s a war in terms of heat
Please sign here and now sign there, and
Action spreads like rabies, what’s bitten twice is cold
Stain the blood of this fine man
And turn what in his grave
There’s no time, just no time
While the words collapses around our ears
Time runs low
Papers replace tactics
And no one doubts a line
If I wait for progress due that
Thou shall nothing, I shall not
Read this page through questions of how who is fooling who?
Stain the soul of this fine men
The bluest of them all
There’s no time, just no time
While the words collapses around our ears
Time runs low
There’s no time, just no time
While the words collapses around our ears
Time runs low
There’s no time, just no time
While the words collapses around our ears
The words collapses around our ears
The words collapses around our ears
Time runs low
There’s no time, just no time
There’s no time, just no time
There’s no time, just no time
There’s no time, just no time