I'm old man in the form
Of a youthful face so warm
Underneath the supple skin
Lies a heart full of sin,
Coursing a poisonous maism
From my bleeding chasm
In my chest, this feeling I detest.
It breaks apart my bones
And wears down my joints.
Withdrawing too many loans
For another man's points.
I never wanted to play this game
I never wanted that fame.
My goal is to clear my name
Wash away the pain
Of pride from my Lion's mane.
I'm trying to switch out of the fast lane
Passing to the slow lane to refrain
From feeding the slow drain
On my wallet, I could've called it.
You told me straight to my face
You would get caught up in it;
On my trust you spit.
Thus I toss you in the Tartarus pit,
So you can deal with your own *******;
God knows that I have enough of mine.
Oh friend of mine take it a sign
That here we part ways.
As I leave this snowy haze
I hope not to leave this house ablaze
As I turn the page to write a new chapter.
The dawn of a new age is what I'm after
To live my life with laughter
Maybe I can be a pastor.
Instead of watching you get plastered
To the wall, hits your face, you fall.
Solely for the struggle of it all
You may be deaf, but I hear the call;
The scroll that was signed by Saint Paul.