Napalm Death - Got Time To Kill

Sometimes I wallow, in an air, Somewhere between a state of good intention and pathos - no worries! I've got time to kill! Wear my bleeding heart on a discerning sleeve, The mind is there but the spirit's weak - time to worry! When the time is killing concern. Presumption, an assumption. Redemption - unsolved. Riding on the perseverance of others with armchair ideology. I'm a link in a chain of strength. Destructive inner fatigue corroding our effectiveness. Got to kick myself into gear, Instead of shrinking from activity. I've got time to kill my concern!