The Kill - Ben Rector

He’s still feeling like he’s 16

And you’re chasing all of the same drink

Only living on the weekend nights

The card is empty but the tab got paid

I think it’s funny how some things change

There’s got to be more to life

He can’t stand knowing he’s dieing

Tick tock timing

He feels the kill

And my God, he’d love to know why he’s dead inside

cause he just can’t get his fill

Still sitting at the desk job

And you’re still staring at the clock wall

And now you’re working for the weekend ride

It’s just the money, it’ll change one day

As you’re stuck in traffic on the highway

And know you’ve said it for the thousandth time

He can’t stand knowing he’s dieing

Tick tock timing

He feels the kill

And my God, he’d love to know why he’s dead inside

cause he just can’t get his fill

We can’t stand knowing we’re dieing

Tick tock timing

We feel the kill

And my God, we’d love to know why we’re dead inside

cause we just can’t get our fill