Years from Now

Juvenile in denial

Immortality is easy

Such a lovely stage to be unchained

Crippled by the fear, I fear I'm losing aim

Years from now, oh, how

Will I still even be remembered?

Death becomes her

Yet I'm still spinning my wheels 'round

Why do I live here?

Am I gonna fade away?

Will I be an obscurity?

Forgotten over time

Or is it futile?

Why not becoming whys

Why not

Pop a shot and anesthetize

Second guessing my own name

Was it hubris?

Was it just exclaimed by the voices of tomorrow?

Voices of tomorrow

Years from now oh, how

Will I still even be remembered?

Death becomes her

Yet I'm still spinning my wheels 'round

And it feels so empty without my enemies

Time to move on

But you can build up all your empire solely on memories

If we can live on in the stories shared and borrowed

So many years from now

Will they just call it super ego?

So many years from now

Another story to forget

Years from now oh, how

Will I still even be remembered?

Death becomes her

Yet I'm still spinning my wheels 'round

Years from now oh, how

Will I still even be remembered?

Why do I live here?