22

It’s getting colder

The leaves are starting to turn

The days are shorter

The Sun is dying at 5 PM

And I'm getting older

My youth is starting to fade

And it’s fucking tragic

Laying a child to slowly waste

But I'm 22

I set myself up to lose

My mother’s frail

My father’s pale

You ain't a sinner

All of your gods are a lie

You ain't a martyr

Your conscience is free, but your hands are tied

And I'm just a soldier

Fighting myself for a right

Just to be happy

Lying alone in my bed at night

I'm 44

I always hoped for more

My wallets tight

I think I'm losing sight

You ain't a sinner

All of your gods are a lie

You ain't a martyr

Your conscience is free but your hands are tied

And I'm just a soldier

Fighting myself for the right

Just to be happy

Lying alone in my bed at night

I'm 66

There’s nothing to solve or fix

It’s time to lay down

Don’t set the alarm