Текст песни 33

I’ve tried for years to put this to the back of my mind But there’s no way of telling what I might find You say you can’t see any scars on me But when I look in the mirror that’s not what I see Just a weak excuse A withered old man A desperate desire to have my own plans I never wanna let my demons get the best of me But I cant see myself living past thirty three Will I ever face my demons? Will they haunt me till the day I die? I’ll push them further to the back of my mind Ill never let this beat me Your words will not put me down As the waves crash around me I wont be left here to drown You can’t put the fire out Extinguish any hope Im here to prove that I can cope Just a weak excuse A withered old man A desperate desire to have my own plans I never wanna let my demons get the best of me But I cant see myself living past thirty three Will I ever face my demons? Will they haunt me till the day I die? Ill push them further to the back of my mind Keep pushing further to the back of my mind And now Underneath the glow of the subtle moonlight I treasure little that I have to hold My dearest thoughts and memories are small when thrown out in the cold All I wanted was an honest life And to work for what I have Mistakes I’ve made will stay with me till the day I die