Growing older but are we growing up?
Taking chances, we're running out of luck.
Should we leave or should we stay?
Seems to me that we're rotting away...

We drank the poison, now it's too late
The choices have been made, we chose our fate
Giving up, giving in?
We're contemplating.
But the clock is ticking so why are we waiting?

1, 2, 3, 4!