Nostalgia is not a strategy

You gotta be ready, cuz if not it's on you.

Times moving, why aren't you?

Why wouldn't I work my ass off, why wouldn't I try?
When I ain't got a reason to be here except to die
If you objectify life, put your pride to the side
You'd see what really lies, everything is really lies
And really it ain't much to count on besides the time
Before I waste it I'd die the same death a thousand time

//Everybody falls to father-time\\