I've been so outta touch
Not that it Matters much
Because i'm back in there and playing the same game
Come up for air and I gotta see
That another year walked out on me
Another line on my face and i start to look my age
It's a fight each day
Wake up, you've got to see
This aint a game, No victory
Just a constant struggle to remain the same
It's a fight each day
The years keep drifting by
Look around and you will find
that the faces all about are not the same
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