The Time To Kill

Sitting at the bar I see

The time of the shot glass has come

I close my eyes and I see you sitting all alone

Take a shot one for the door

Wait here one more

The time you Kill was on you

Here take a Shot again

Before WALKING OUT THE DOOR

Here take the bottle the spirits will make more

Blue to the lip they will find you

Doing hard things is power

Here is a kiss

As you wish & miss for one