I found no people for killing time
So I found time for killing people
I found no rhythm I would rhyme
So I rhymed rhythm for the people
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
Contemplating genocide
Upstairs waving, scared of people
Afraid the feeling hasn't died
It gets lonely for my people
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
And if you wait on me
I'll be free one day
People always drifting out of pain
They cannot hold onto nothing else
Fingers bleed on the concrete walls
Leaving only one nail for someone to see
Only one nail screaming to be
So many fingers pointing at me
So many fingers pointing at me
So many fingers pointing at me
I found no people for killing time
So I found time for killing people
I found no people for killing time
So I found time for killing people
Killing people, killing people, killing people
I found no people for killing time
So I found time for killing people
Killing people, killing people
Killing people, killing people

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