M.O.E. - Brittle End lyrics

Seasons creeping Sun growing cold Feeling brittle and old White bark trees bending over in the snow It's natural I'm told When the thaw comes They stand straight and tall And their leaves die in the fall Not like me They say I'll never bend I'll just meet my brittle end My brittle end (X3) Endlessly I chop for wood In my garage when I was young Friendlessly I think I is good Better watch my tongue Push me once My momma said Better hope jesus saves Push me twice If you didn't die You'll be in your grave You'll be in your grave(X3) (JAM) What the f**!? I said too much Adios my friend f** a duck Your tough luck I'll be here till the end I'll be here till the end (X3) Maybe just in your head One day this white tree won't bend