Killing a Little Time Michael C. Hall

I staggered through this criminal reign
I'm not in love, no phony pain
Creeping through this tidal wave
No warm embrace, just a lover's grave
This symphony
This rage in me
I've got a handful of songs to sing
To sting your soul
To fuck you over
This furious reign

I'm falling, man
I'm choking, man
I'm fading, man
I'm the broken line
I'm falling, man
I'm choking, man
I'm fading, man
Just killing a little time

I love the sound of an empty room
The screams of night, the end of love
Two beating hearts, one labored start
One open wound, wasted and drawn
No sympathy
This furious reign