Your friends’ deaths didn’t come too soon Your body is no longer as reliable as it was Your dog dies and you wonder if it’s fair to adopt another You smile at the first timers asking for senior discounts You concern yourself far more with comfort than fashion Words like cantankerous and curmudgeon fit much more snugly Events in your lifetime appear with increasing frequency on the History Channel Popular culture is completely unrelatable All of the food choices you make contain the words “Low” and “Reduced” Your energy is more potential than kinetic Teenagers refer to your friends as Nana and Grandpa Actuarial tables are not your friends Your investments transition from growth to preservation Your bucket list takes on a genuine sense of urgency Because every experience may be the last
I finally ******* get it I need to know when to stop I need to know when to focus Enough of the smoke and mirrors And all the hocus pocus I’ve got to be preoccupied To keep everything off my mind What am I doing with my time? Am I only a distraction Instead of being the action People wanna move Standing still will make em snooze Instead of being tight I’ve never tried with all my might Nobodies going to tell me what to do If I expect it I’ll be ******* I cant let my **** be loose Waking up is only the beginning The rest of the day still needs some filling My level needs to be higher So I can gain and be desired My brain had gone haywire But I’ve finally fixed the wires Finally some of my demons can retire There are more moments when my head is clear now Maybe I can finally get the standing ovation while I bow I want to inspire Be more than just admired I want to truly be love Tired of the when push comes to shove I don’t want to fight anymore There’s somebodies children I want to bore What kind of mother would I be if I was just another chore
Haven asked to provide my voice To stick out my neck for the Cause of continued well-being Of the whole cast But I can't begin to begin The charade. I accept the Knife for only one reason: the pay.
Yes I do this. To line my pockets. I don't care if your work life Burns you alive. I return home To provide and you're dense if Another way makes more sense. Shut up, cause it doesn't. I'm Right and you're wrong. I want Nothing to do with this song. Let me retire in peace. Shut the **** up. Shut it off. We mix the two and it hurts.