My Epitaph Lyrics

Every day the clock's hands pull me here

And here they hold me down

With sleight of hand

They steal my life away

Then my time is measured in money

If that's how they sum up my life

It's a hell of a thing for an epitaph to say

And I don't want my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life

I don't want my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life

They say that money talks

Well you know that talk is cheap

And I found out that when it talks it lies

I traded my youth

For a working wage

Now I find the price I paid was far too high

And I don't want my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life

I don't my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life

And I don't want my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life

I don't my spirit

To die before I do

Won't let these wasted years

Turn into my life