All the time I've wasted, well I want it back
Is that too much to ask?
I attended my own funeral with a knife in my back
And i watched it recede
Watched my lifetime recede

My life now, is yours

Never before have i been more happy to be alive
With all the time in the world
And though it sounds cliché
But sometimes all the best things are
Like blind stabs in the dark
Swallows flying in the dark

I'm not afraid of you or anyone