Worn Out
This is my last life,I am dead by now
Dead and buried,nicely dressed
Shaved like my mother always loved
Floating in my coffin and singing tunes of home
Old and worn-out
Rusty old clock
Say,hay,father,want some hug?
That would be peaceful and pleasant
I want you to stop the time and
Talk with me for a little while
Old and worn-out
Rusty old clock
I've lived it to the fullest
I've made some mistakes
But I'm made of disappointments
That's the way I feel
I know for sure it's real
Mayday,this is my time payday
Old and warn-out
Rusty old clock
Writer/s: Will Dead
