The Kill

He's still feeling like he's 16
 And you're chasing all of the same drink
 Only living on the weekend nights
 The card is empty but the tab got paid
 And you think it's funny how some things change
 There's got to be more to life
 He can't stand knowing he's dying
 Tick tock timing
 He feels the kill
 And my God, he'd love to know why he's dead inside
 Cause he just can't get his fill
 Still sitting at the desk job
 And you're still staring at the clock wall
 And now you're working for the weekend ride
 It's just the money, it'll change one day
 As you're stuck in traffic on the highway
 And now you've said it for the thousandth time, oh
 Well, he can't stand knowing he's dying
 Tick tock timing
 He feels the kill
 Well, my God, he'd love to know why he's dead inside
 Cause he just can't get his fill
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 We can't stand knowing we're dying
 Tick tock timing
 We feel the kill
 And my God, we'd love to know why we're dead inside
 Cause we just can't get our fill
 We can't stand knowing we're dying
 Tick tock timing
 We feel the kill
 And my God, we'd love to know why we're dead inside
 Cause we just can't get our fill