Killing Time

Killing Time

He’s all alone wishing to be alive again.

He wonders if at all love will find him.

Half the time he doesn’t even know what he’s thinking.

But in his eyes I can see the pain.

It’s written on his face as well.

I can remember when I was that way

A number of years ago.

He’s been wanting to start over.

He wishes he could stop the bottle,

But he feels he just can’t live without it.

I know what it used to feel like.

So, I know what he’s going through,

But it’s sad to see and know why

There is nothing anyone can do,

Because he’s the type who just won’t listen.

Can we both live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we live in a world of abuse and pain?

Seeing it happen to others,

I’d like to see it all go away.

Can we live in spite of this killing time?

Cry your tears, let it all out,

But you can’t escape the harsh world of reality.

He’s crying his own shed of tears.

He’s felt he hasn’t slept in years

From a broken home with no dreams.

The drugs, the substances,

They all can kill and abuse

People we know around us.

In his case, he wanted to be

Accepted by others,

And that was just like me.

Can we both live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we all live in a world of abuse and pain.

When all there is around us is no love or hope to gain.

It’s a nightmare of reality

Undisturbed and ignored of dignity.

It’s all we’ll find at a local scene.

He breaks down at his very sight.

He tries to let go of all his concerns.

The problem are told in his eyes,

And he’s feeling worse and worse.

He’s wasted precious time,

But time to him is compared

To the bottle he wants at night,

When his life is lost, sold, and shared

With the people who bought

Everything he ever owned.

Now the streets are his home.

Can we all live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we live in a world of abuse and pain.

Seeing it happen others, I know wishing won’t let it go away.

Let it all out and cry your tears,

But you just can’t escape

The hard world of reality.

Can we all live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we all live in a world of abuse and pain?

When all there is around us,

Is no love or hope to gain.

Killing time, cry your tears.

Killing time, it won’t go away.

Killing time, world of reality.

Killing time, something we have to face.

Where can we go from here?

Build up your strength and admit,

Yes, we have a problem here.

Do you want to live your life thinking

There is no direction,

Or wasting precious wasted time?

Do you want to carry on?

It’s up to you if you want to live,

Unless you want to wind up dead.

What’s the use, it’s your life.

Ask yourself,

“Do you want to sit around and keep it all inside?”

Yes, there is a way out.

I can tell you, there is.

Can we all live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we all live in a world of abuse and pain?

When all there is around us,

Is no love or hope to gain.

Can we all live in spite of this killing time?

Question is can we all live in a world of abuse and pain?

Seeing it happen to others, I wish it’d all go away.

Let it all out and cry your tears,

But you can’t escape the harsh world of reality.

Killing time, it’s something we all must face.

Killing time, so we can wipe the tears away, away, away…

 

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