Getting Old Is A Drug

Out of a haze out of a daze into the clear sunlight
Today feels real and the way I feel
I am feeling alright

I hear people all around my feet on the ground
Life is bringing it's buzz
And now I know getting old is a drug

Arrive back home and all alone
The clock on the wall doesn't warn you at all
When you can go from happy to sad

But it's not so bad from out of the past a feeling that last
I still remember love
But I was never told getting old is a drug
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Posted: Nov 2018

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