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Living To Kill
This is a song I wrote back in July for my band. If I can get a recording I could let you listen to it, because as my guitarist says "the music increases this song three-fold". For now let me know what you think of the lyrics.
Take a look out the window
Watch the world going by, going real slow
I just want you to know
No I don't, it doesn't matter anymore
Another day in the life
Will we live or is it our turn to die
Just passing by
Rest stop on the way to the end of the ride
Something doesn't mean everything anymore
Still waiting to drop when I'm four feet under
I'm not living to fill this space of mine
I'm not living to live, I'm just living to kill
Time
Tell me what do you see
Smiling face of mediocrity
Are you what you want to be
Or are you waiting for your life to pick up speed
Get it done, cut the fee
Time is money and money's not free
That's enough about me
Let's talk about it
Something doesn't mean everything anymore
Still waiting to drop when I'm four feet under
I'm not living to fill this space of mine
I'm not living to live, I'm just living to kill
Time
Something doesn't mean everything anymore
Still waiting to drop when I'm four feet under
I'm not living to fill this space of mine
I'm not living to live, I'm just living to kill
Time
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People are like slinkies. They're not really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
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