I don’t even know how to count all the days on the earth that I have been allotted
Feelin’ like I’m just a corpse with a pulse, nurse check my carotid
Word, check my karate – procrastination black belt
I’m half svelte, half scared, I’m sure you know how that felt
More baffling than a Halfling with a bad ring and a good heart
Got bad dreams from flat screens bout all the things I should start
They make it seem like easy green if you can just be a visionary
But that will just distract from the fact that we all end up in the cemetery
Even when the clock slows down
Even when I don’t feel right
I just got to make it count
This could be the time of my life
Even when the road is long
Even when I don’t see light
Even when I’m on my own
This could be the time of my life
We don’t run the same race, but we all end up in the same place
On a treadmill with a dolla bill in front of our face, that’s a strange chase
Or maybe it’s that fame game, like make that cash and stay official
Money come and money go – you know that you can’t take it with you
So what I’m impressin’ now is that I can choose to be stressin’ out
Over all the things I’m depressed about or this cloud of repressive doubts
But if I question how to make this moment so golden
I’m gon’ see that light emerge and embrace the state that’s so chosen
[Chorus]
You choose what you do – choose to / stand up / tall and / proud
no victims livin’ here cuz This Could Be The Time of My Life
No reaction, just the passion when we’re livin’ loud
No passive sittin’ back cuz This Could Be The Time of My Life