Being high just feels like a long sigh now
My cries of struggle have just become dry now
While the sly guy is flying way up in the sky now
Seeing all this success around me just fries my eyes now
I feel like not even trying like I should just die now
I'm so shy maybe I should dye myself into a spy now
The end is nigh as I reminisce it's almost my time now
You can try to deny but the hourglass is not so high now