Napalm Death
Got Time to Kill
Sometimes I wallow, in an air
Somewhere between a state of good intention and pathos - no worries!
I've got time to kill!
Wear my bleeding heart on a discerning sleeve
The mind is there but the spirit's weak - time to worry!
When the time is killing concern
Presumption, an assumption
Redemption - unsolved
Riding on the perseverance of others with armchair ideology
I'm a link in a chain of strength
Destructive inner fatigue corroding our effectiveness
Got to kick myself into gear
Instead of shrinking from activity
I've got time to kill my concern!