Killing Time
By: onwee
Duration
3:23
Genres
Description
Too much reading about serial killers
Lyrics
Its early morning its 4am And i m not sure about where i am birds are sleeping clouds are low i want to leave but i don't know where to go i rub the sleep from my tired eyes i may not get to see the morning rise you're all the same its just a game called killing time tell me honey what's your name its not the way i normally behave i was raised to be a gentle man but now i see that i have blood on my hands you look so peaceful lying here let me kiss you so i taste your tears you're all the same its just a game called killing time you were in the wrong place wrong time what else could i do now you have a dead face dead eyes i'm so sorry that i left a clue you're all the same is just a game called killing same it's just a game called killing time now I'm running against the tide i think of all the clues i've left behind my fate is coming ever close it may be time for me to face my ghosts i hear the sirens closing in it might be time for me to count my sins