Matter of Time - Five Finger Death Punch

What kind of man would I be

If I accepted defeat

What would my eulogy read

Here lies a wasted soul

What would my destiny be

What sort of life would I lead

Consumed by apathy

Spinning out of control

It's how we live

How we live that defines us

What we change

And what we leave behind

You know you can't

You can't take it with you

Your day will come

It's just a matter of time

What type of man should I be

You know - so you tell me

Stomp out my identity

So I can be just like you

What kind of life should I lead

You'd have me down on my knees

Treat me like a I'm a disease

Fuck you