I'm aching

I'm paralysed with fear that the thrill of life has left my body
Just like an empty shell waiting to turn to dust
The years bloom with optimism and turn to black
This happens over and over and over and over and over and over again

Constant dull ache behind my eyes

I want to crush those rose tinted glasses
Beneath my feet and let the glass bleed new life into me
I once had youth on my side ’till it sold me out for the next one in line
And turned its back on me and said you're on your fucking own
On your fucking own

A life of hard work doesn’t always pay in full
Doesn’t always pay in full
Constant dull ache behind my eyes