Time is murdering my youth
Falsehoods are becoming the truth
Thought that I had all the time
My body is aging but not my mind
Slipping slowly more away each day
The more time passes the more I want to stay
Death drum beating in the distance for me
I try and try to resist its mournful plea
Time makes it hard for me to withstand
But I do not want to take deaths\' hand
I am slowly fading back into the dirt
What use to be a pain now does hurt
I cannot ignore it now I know the truth
Time is murdering my youth