Atrophy

I believe in atrophy
There are no days where I am young
I am hundreds of years old
In dog years

This isn't what I meant to do
So how did I end up here?
I knew that it was too good to be true
You dropped right off at some wayward station
And I am lost and on my way to hell
There's no one near as far as I can tell

So I believe in atrophy
God, just smite me
I am here on my knees
If you won't,
I'll have to rely on my sidekick