Tekster: Ducky Boys. Three Chords And The Truth. Fight.

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