Pass the Time

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Raced for months in circles; don't know where to go So nauseous, nobody's near me, antisocial Ahead, I catch my breath, and again, I'm behind It somehow works itself out in the back of my mind [Chorus] Four... three... two... First to first, womb to hearse, get by Is there nothing you want worse than to pass the time? [Verse 2] Am I stubborn, selfish, or scared of stability? Part of a rotten, useless, unproductive minority (All this thought to responsibilities, redundant schedules Carved in 30-year mortgages for a financed wife And some rent to buy kids; where do I sign up?) [Chorus] Four... three... two... First to first, womb to hearse, get by Is there nothing you want worse than to pass the time?