Twosday

There is something that I can't see anymore
Suddenly I'm terrified of what's beyond that door
I stopped cashing all my checks
My friends got bruises round their necks
Which one is gonna be the next to leave me behind?
All I know is I'll be the last one to go
When I've lost my mind at eighty years old
This is what I'm told
Time sure is flying
And we all are dying
And I'm really fucking trying to take it all in
Where the hell do I begin?



Credits
Writer(s): John Holland
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