Pinhead Reverie - Timekillers

Timekillers

I don't want to talk about it
Some nights, they drag
I don't want to write about it
Stick around. Pull up a chair
We're going nowhere
Just like our friends
We will wish things out loud
We're going nowhere in the end

We're just fucking around
Somewhere downtown
We're just fucking around
Burning ourselves down

Someday we will leave this place
Someday things won't be the same
What's the deal with doomsday, anyway?
It's really taking it's time

I don't want to think about it
He thinks he's sane
I don't want to break it to him
No pain, no gain
We're waiting for it
Our unique sign
I haven't seen mine yet
He ignores his all the time

We're just killing our time
These minutes one by one
We're just losing our minds
Heads baking in the sun

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Writer(s): Daniel Walsh
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