War From A Harlots Mouth To Age And Obsolete
Am I the worst man alive?
My daily grind and duty
My effort oh so truly
Genuine and proper
Always a giver, never a taker
Maybe I've seen too much
But never ever had enough
I just couldn't even bother
To walk the distance
No, I can't go any further
So now that I'm old
I'm not afraid to die
A while ago the lord took my wife
To everyone I am a stranger
Got no one else by my side
So I don't pray for nothing that's left in my life
Am I the worst man alive?
Am I the worst form of life?
I'm not afraid to die
