Old Time

One hundred years are two seconds
When we are elderly
The moss grows up under my toes
But it dies quickly
My sweet skin has been covered
By the time that I allowed
A monstrous face like 'Jekill and Hyde'
swallows me and puts me down

Silicone balls, botox everywhere
It’s the reality pulling me to death
A lot of tape roll, vain people care
My coffin waits my body and the dust
 owns my head

I’ll carry my age on my eyes
As they watch a filthy TV
Everybody could change the point
of view, we’re not junkie
After the gray fog, I can see
a grave hanging on my soul
Now a doctor comes with pills
and high heels in this madhouse

Silicone balls, botox everywhere
It’s the reality pulling me to death
A lot of tape roll, vain people care
My coffin waits my body and the dust
 owns my head

All the bodies fall, they obey Gravity

Homo Sapiens got aims without Him
A lipstick in mouth, feathers in her hair
That’s just a dream, end is always over there