Credible By Death

© Control Wayne Grech 8/8/1994

My youth will never die
I can't grow old and frail
I only have a past
My life begins at death

My pain was real
My truth was short
In history
My lies are taught

My contribution
Was cut from a generation
My lost potential
Is in your imagination

My death is real
My taste is sour
Flowers on my grave
Won't help me now

Credible by death

I had no life to brag of
My money came and went
My friends were after something
Until the main event

My life is gone
My credit's good
I've got more now
Than I ever could