Lyrics

I’m fifty four years old now, and I was brought to you
you got a bag on a stick with a sharp prick
nothing left white in me now

the procedures and seizure of my leisure
dirt is caving in, pressure on my skin
listen to your facts don’t hold back
the past is on a fifty meter dash

the finish line was crossed in the dust of the trust
nothing can touch me now, nothing can touch me now

your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet
your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet

like a puck I was struck, caught off guard with hard facts
punched on the chin ready to win
nothing can touch me now, nothing can touch me now

your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet
your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet

listen to your facts, don’t hold back
the past is on a fifty meter dash
the finish line was crossed in the dust of the trust
nothing can touch me now, nothing can touch me now

your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet
your light has shown me the way, I got another day left in me yet