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Killing Time Ain't no Crime
Killing Time Ain't no Crime
My date is at five and it’s six am
That’s eleven hours between now and then
That’s six hundred and sixty minutes I reckon
Or thirty-nine thousand and six hundred seconds
They’re ticking by, but not fast enough
They’re tic, tic, tic, tic, ticking me off
The time ain’t flying, it’s got me sighing
The minutes grind by and it’s crucifying
As ...
Monday 23rd September 2019 3:36 am
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