Life's not what it used to be
Always short of everything
To understand what's in my head
Let all be known and all be shown
What I really think of you
And watch me fade to white
Their souls are on your hands
I've heard it all before,
And I won't preach it anymore
That life's not made to waste.
So do what you can to be,
Stranglehold of bend and fold
To feed your sense of self
I spent my life to be your slave
To want someone to comprehend
Is to want it all in gold
I see myself in black and white
And watch me fade to white
Their souls are on your hands
I've heard it all before,
I won't preach it anymore
Life's not made to waste.
So do what you can to be,