I'm feeling like an old man
Thinking about the past
Mixed things, happy thoughts
Sorrow, all the past brought
My world is black and white
And meaningless is my life
I've lost all my fears and there's nothing else to loose
Standing on my grave 'cause i know they control all my thoughts
Inertia invades me, invites me to hand in my goals
They stare at me, just one more stranger
Molded by a great instant danger
Time is running, life is short
Oldness, it's all the time brought
Happy people around you
Sadness inside you
No one realizes it
And deep inside they won't
I have my own life
I fight for myself
But why should i fight if i'm already destroyed?
Standing on my grave 'cause i know they control all my thoughts
Inertia invades me, invites me to hand in my goals
They stare at me, just one more stranger
Molded by a great instant danger
Time is running, life is short
Oldness, it's all the time brought