Grow Older

I walk alone, but nothing changed the way the days seem to grow
I grow cold, and nothing satisfies my brain, until I die — and
everybody knows what it feels like
Lie — I know it doesn’t show, but I do.
Grow older, grow old with me, I feel so old I won’t make it I don’t try.
I grow colder, I grow cold in me, I feel so cold
I won’t make it. I don’t try.