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