C-old, you're pulled over by the reaper for a warning
See, it gives a new perspective, soon you'll be feeling better
You know you're not that old
He says,"I clocked you thinking 80
And why do you have to tally all you've lost?
I'll let you off this time with a warning
I'ma write you up a head cold, it comes on like bad weather
You've been worried about the darkness in the morning"
You won't see him in time
He says, "But take it easy, alright, people live around here"
"Well, I'll give you something to worry about", he says
Now why you been so worried, man? What have you been reading?
I'm gonna write you up a headache for those thoughts
Flips open his ticket pad, appreciates your breathing
So maybe you'll appreciate the warming
