All the pretty people in the village Decimation unknown Hesitate to take in the pretty colors I can feel the cold wind blow We will walk to see what's left out there Swallowing pride to my demise There is nothing you can do about your rights Feel the pain shooting in your side I've been kept out of disaster By my right-hand man Sit on my shoulder Congregate, Get older He wants me alive It's my god given right But you see I don't go by the plan Can you put truth to test I haven't made the arrangements Every morning I seem to forget When I wake up stiff and cold God please keep me withered and old You've arrived just in time Too bad my strife won't keep me alive It doesn't phase me It doesn't phase me It doesn't phase me It doesn't phase me Left you right here I feel Left you right here I feel Left here right here I feel Left here right here