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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Flotsam And Jetsam - Killing TimeStop everything you do Take a step outside and look through Theres a path you do not see And its all lit up and lined with trees Theres an arrow directing you there Bright neon orange and flashing Its there to make sure you dont Take on a path that circles around Theres only a couple of ways To get lost in lifes little maze You can explore a dead wrong path Or follow someone else You got to use your own mind And if youre still wrong all the time Then you really deserve whats coming up, whats coming up, whats coming up Yeah its gonna be Killing time, killing time No time to mess around cuz its Killing time, killing time No time to call, no time to lose There is no choice, not up to you Its killing time, killing time No time to slide away Killing time, killing time You fail to think I know what I say Everybodys full of shit anyway The path you take is all by chance And Im telling stories to enhance Theres no need to plan it out Or to add to your list a load of doubt Leave all that shit behind for whats coming up Theres no way to prepare Or to know whos gonna be there Theres a chill running up your spine And its always there, its always there Five or six times a night Im awake with my eyes shut tight But I dont wanna go back to sleep And dream about whats coming up Welcome to Killing time, killing time No one anticipating Killing time, killing time No one just standing around before Killing time, killing time No one to drag down under I can see tracks that youve left behind You live in the crosshairs most of the time And theres no way to see or tell Youre only a few short moments from hell Its not the bullets but the gun That make the killing so much fun And its never too much or to tough And its always never enough Stop everything you do Take a step outside and look through Theres a path you do not see And its all lit up and lined with trees Theres an arrow directing you there Bright neon orange and flashing Its there to make sure you dont Take on a path that circles around Well I hope its Killing time, killing time Now everyone can see that you are not what you pretend to be Its killing time, killing time No one will go down with you when its Killing time, killing time No one to guide you through |
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