I think I'm probably to youngnTo be ticking off my daysnUh huhnI always walking through lifenIn a millimetre hazenUh huhnBut if you take a step backwardsnLooking at youself through the eye of a dusty lensnnAnd I feel the clock ticking downnFor every second I'm awakenUh huhnAnd I got get outta this townnBefore this crack turns to a breaknUh huhnAnd if you take a step backwardsnLooking at youself through the eye of a dusty lensnnAnd if that memory fails younHistory's still written even if you don't like what it saysnThere's no fear, cause its just a yearnEven if you don't like what it saysnnHidden truth, the final plan I keep closely in my mindnI think I'm probably to youngnTo be ticking off my daysnUh huh..