Kill Time

Oh what a shame oh what a shame

You're so busy being rock and roll
That you don't even realize you've lost your soul
(Oh no you don't)
Wind back decisions you made
Tell me is it worth digging your own grave

Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I

Oh what a shame oh what a shame

Oh come on
How infallible am I meant to be
(That's what you tell yourself)
I'll bury it for good I swear
Before it buries me

Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I

Honestly I find it asinine for you to give up so much of yourself
There's not even fragments left remaining after the fact
The truth is you're left bereft
Of the capacity to feel any true emotion
When you link your self-worth to self-destruction

This ubiquitous temporising only aids you in withering away
Casting lots in hopes your shadow never sees the light of day
With incongruous stumbling through the night
You know that there's a better way to kill time

Oh what a shame oh what a shame

Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I
Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking 'round
Aren't I aren't I aren't I

Am I just fucking around
For the sake of fucking



Credits
Writer(s): Eugene La, Jordan Atirene, Sam Graves
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