Killing Time Lyrics - My God - 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 '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 want to 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