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 t