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