Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killing Time, artist - Flotsam & Jetsam. Album song My God, in the genre Date of issue: 21.05.2001
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Killing Time |
| Stop everything you do |
| Take a step outside and look through |
| There’s a path you do not see |
| And it’s all lit up and lined with trees |
| There’s an arrow directing you there |
| Bright neon orange and flashing |
| It’s there to make sure you don’t |
| Take on a path that circles around |
| There’s only a couple of ways |
| To get lost in life’s little maze |
| You can explore a dead wrong path |
| Or follow someone else |
| You got to use your own mind |
| And if you’re still wrong all the time |
| Then you really deserve what’s coming up, what’s coming up, what’s coming up |
| Yeah it’s gonna be |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No time to mess around cause it’s |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No time to call, no time to lose |
| There is no choice, not up to you |
| It’s killing time, killing time |
| No time to slide away |
| Killing time, killing time |
| You fail to think I know what I say |
| Everybody’s full of shit anyway |
| The path you take is all by chance |
| And I’m telling stories to enhance |
| There’s no need to plan it out |
| Or to add to your list a load of doubt |
| Leave all that shit behind for what’s coming up |
| There’s no way to prepare |
| Or to know who’s gonna be there |
| There’s a chill running up your spine |
| And it’s always there, it’s always there |
| Five or six times a night |
| I’m awake with my eyes shut tight |
| But I don’t wanna go back to sleep |
| And dream about what’s coming up |
| Welcome to |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No one anticipating |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No one just standing around before |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No one to drag down under |
| I can see tracks that you’ve left behind |
| You live in the crosshairs most of the time |
| And there’s no way to see or tell |
| You’re only a few short moments from hell |
| It’s not the bullets but the gun |
| That make the killing so much fun |
| And it’s never too much or to tough |
| And it’s always never enough |
| Stop everything you do |
| Take a step outside and look through |
| There’s a path you do not see |
| And it’s all lit up and lined with trees |
| There’s an arrow directing you there |
| Bright neon orange and flashing |
| It’s there to make sure you don’t |
| Take on a path that circles around |
| Well I hope it’s |
| Killing time, killing time |
| Now everyone can see that you are not what you pretend to be |
| It’s killing time, killing time |
| No one will go down with you when it’s |
| Killing time, killing time |
| No one to guide you through |