Professional Time Killer
Professional at killing time, its killing time.
So grab your coat its time to go
Your numbers up
The city said so
Or, we could stay and watch the rain
Ill let you talk me into going insane
I hear its nice
And the drugs are good the drugs are good
and Im finished with here
yeah im finished with here
Unless you convince me otherwise
Want to be my reason for going on this year?
Ill bet you dont
And its pretty obvious that your (Im the one thats) scared
And I bet you wont
Doing good to get out of bed
Its not that bad, thats what I tell myself
But its untrue.
Can anybody find me a little truth
And Im sick of being scared
Yeah Im sick of being scared
Oh baby, please dont leave
The rain sliding down his/her face
Mixing with tears about saying bye
To a boy/girl whos confused
Borderline destroyed by a world
That insists on having its way
With the two of us standing on the street
Thats seen better days
Mixing with colors her eyes werent made
To see me being weak
I used to be starved for life
Now Im all filled up
On self destruction videos
Sunday morning in Sunday best
Her Sunday skin in that Sunday dress
And Im through
Ive never seen girls that look like you do
And shes melting me
Like ice cream on the street
On the fourth of July
So grab your coat its time to go
Your numbers up
The city said so
Or, we could stay and watch the rain
Ill let you talk me into going insane
I hear its nice
And the drugs are good the drugs are good
and Im finished with here
yeah im finished with here
Unless you convince me otherwise
Want to be my reason for going on this year?
Ill bet you dont
And its pretty obvious that your (Im the one thats) scared
And I bet you wont
Doing good to get out of bed
Its not that bad, thats what I tell myself
But its untrue.
Can anybody find me a little truth
And Im sick of being scared
Yeah Im sick of being scared
Oh baby, please dont leave
The rain sliding down his/her face
Mixing with tears about saying bye
To a boy/girl whos confused
Borderline destroyed by a world
That insists on having its way
With the two of us standing on the street
Thats seen better days
Mixing with colors her eyes werent made
To see me being weak
I used to be starved for life
Now Im all filled up
On self destruction videos
Sunday morning in Sunday best
Her Sunday skin in that Sunday dress
And Im through
Ive never seen girls that look like you do
And shes melting me
Like ice cream on the street
On the fourth of July
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