I'm not known for my strong jaw or my nice skin
I've had a feeling lately, any premonition
My stories will be better than my body
In 50, 60, 80 years
50, 60, 80 years
50, 60, 80 years
What am I doing here
Lies hair clothes (?) and I let go, it's gone too far
Been spending too much time at the local bar
Let it tame you (?), tape your vision too many times (?)
These eyes, these lines will hold the stories
In 50, 60, 80 years
50, 60, 80 years
50, 60, 80 years
What are we making here