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My ass in the sofa infront of the screen,
I need air but I`m not very keen.
I`d rather stay, check out the soaps,
This is my future, I ain`t got high hopes.
Call it a sickness, call me a joke,
But at least I go out to buy new smokes.
The joboffice is far, it`s raining and cold
And it feels pretty good not to do as I`m told.
I`m just killing time, killing time. Cuz my couch tells me to stay.
They say I`m good for nothing, on the verge of crime and that I`ve still got the devil to pay.
I`m just killing time, killing time, I just can`t get things done.
I want the days to pass, I am in my prime but I hardly see the sun.
Once you get burned you`re out of the game,
And start going crazy from shame.
In people`s eyes your a no-good punk
With the only ambition to stay drunk.
So you live on welfare, have got branded for life
And hate to be with your cheating wife.
Killing time`s all you can do
While waiting for lady luck to find you.
I`m just killing time, killing time?‚?…
To get through the days is what it`s all about
Before you`re fully down and out.
Out of the ratrace, being called a creep
Because depression`s got you sinking deep.
But I`ve got the freedom to do the things I choose.
The social life is all I lose.