Z Berg - Killing Time

I liked to see you in the daylight
With new eyes, that was nice
I want to know what your insides look like
There is time, we have time...

With your bones and brains and books
And your strange proclivities
Your old t-shirts, and your deviancy...

And I like that you're not him
That's partly what it is
Killing time, in your eyes...

You don't care to hear me talk
But you like the way I look
Pressed against you, sighing like it hurts
And you know I like it rough
And the lonesome night is long
Maybe if I just wish hard enough
It'll feel like love...
It'll feel like love

Black metal blaring in the morning
Rise and shine, nearly blind
Dark, uncertain, and disarming
And sublime, you were right

Armed with whiskey and my looks
And your chase mentality
With your dark designs, and my misery...

I'm trying to forget
The fact that you're not him
Killing time, killing memory...

You don't care to hear me talk
But you like the way I look
Pressed against you, sighing like it hurts
And you know I like it rough
And the lonesome night is long
Maybe if I just wish hard enough
It'll feel like love...
It'll feel like love
It'll feel like love...
It'll feel like love