As I sit here
Underneath the falling sun
Wonder when it all is done
Would it be so bothersome
If dying is just a part of growing old
Why live a long life driving alone on a lonely road?
Ohhh time only just ticks away
While I just sit here thinking about digging a grave
As I sit here, below clouds of gray
Often doubt my faith
It'll rain tomorrow but not today
So why should I abide by the things I'm told
I'd rather die than let it show
What's inside this injured soul
Ohhh time only just ticks away
While I just lie here face down in an open grave