Killing Time, 'Til It's Time To Die
Daniel Weyandt / Scott Mellinger
Killing time 'til it's time to die
Do you remember when you were a child ?
And the sky loomed above like a great mystery
We hoped we'd crash into the other planets
Growing old we become numb and obsolete
Growing into our accursed bodies
With tired eyes and a tired soul
Growing to fit into our accursed bodies
Can't wait to die so I can get some sleep
Give up life just to get by
We were born into this curse