Old کے بول

Poor obsolete man - I'm a burden to you all You're leavin' me out in the cold My spine's collapsing - can't remember what I'm told My entity gives way to mold We're growing old - our functions go We're moving slow - scraping the bone We grow cold Maxxing atrophy - turning back into an egg My brittle frame covers in folds My teeth are free from the oppression of the jaw Got a Swiss cheese colon and an artery full of spitballs We're growing old - our functions go We're moving slow - scraping the bone We grow cold