One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!   Days go marching by   There and back I never wait for a confident reply   Truth is stark and leaves its mark as limited constraints   And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring      It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny   Wither the path, whether worth the fee   A lifetime of scrutiny   And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!      One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!   Years go flying by   No one seems to hesitate or cast an earnest eye   Judgment comes in many forms but never scare or shy   And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight      It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny   Prejudicial waters wash over me   A lifetime of scrutiny   And the words just don't equate with sense or sanity anymore!      One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!   The faces and the names   Shattered hopes and stolen dreams and no one left to blame   Is it possible to win this pointless mortal game?   'Cuz when death comes it's swift and my friend,    We end up and the same      It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny   Wither the path and whether worth the fee   A lifetime of scrutiny   And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!