Flotsam and Jetsam

Killing Time

Flotsam and Jetsam


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 cuz 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