Killing Time

Lyrics by Schreeck

On the floor on the wire on the score in the flesh
on the floor on the wire on the score in the flesh
Curled like an infant twisted up and broken down
Spinning like a favor broken up and hanging down

Bleeding out to anyone
Howling out to anyone
Holding on for anyone
Hiding out from everyone
In the killing time

On the floor on the wire on the score in the flesh
on the floor on the wire on the score in the flesh
Loaded as a rifle bowing out and dropping red
Angry like a blade bruised and broken in a dead man's hand

What are the rules and where is the reason
Who are the heroes and who are the treasonous
What are the rules and where is the reason
What are the rules and where is the reason

Bleeding out to anyone
Howling out to anyone
Holding on for anyone
Hiding out from everyone
In the killing time

I've got yours and you've got mine
In the killing time
Like pigs to the slaughter
Get into line
In the killing time
I've got yours and I've got mine
In the killing time
like pigs to the slaughter
Step into line

Bleeding out to anyone
Howling out to anyone
Holding on for anyone
Hiding out from everyone
In the killing time

I've got yours and you've got mine
In the killing time in the killing time
Like pigs to the slaughter
Get into line
In the killing time in the killing time
I've got yours and I've got mine
In the killing time in the killing time
Pigs to the slaughter
Step into line
In the killing time in the killing time

We all go savage
We all go savage
We all go savage
We all go savage