How lucky am I that I can afford to be alive?
How lucky am I that I’m living through the end of times
Giving up everything I wanted has brought me peace of mind
Got nothing to do today, but still I think I’m doing fine

Autumn leaves
Something calling me
My younger self, are you proud of me?

Coming up from behind me is a pair of electric eyes
The doctors, barkeepers, and Eddie keep me well-anesthetized
How lucky am I that I’m easily paralyzed?
Got nothing to say here, but I’ll sing whatever the fuck I like

And I can see
That it’s not meant to be
My older self, have you forgiven me?

How lucky am I that I can afford to be alive?
Everyone that I knew deserted, guess this fucking town is mine
The eyes behind me widen, and I am paralyzed
I don’t know what Eddie gave me, but he said I’d be just fine…