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Believe me, I'm running dry
I used to have the cool to refill my high
But now the riffa keeps me, oh, trapped inside
And I keep setting the alarm but still miss my ride

I'm calling for you, please don't go
Winter is coming and I'm so cold
Dreams are like the hand you fold
Maybe I'm just getting old

Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
I'm just getting old

And I fall behind
On taxes are just crippling me, I go blind
Came back from Ibiza and I lost my mind
It's hard to understand but I still need you to say I'm fine (I'm fine)

I'm calling for you, please don't go
Winter is coming and I'm so cold
Dreams are like the hand you fold
Maybe I'm just getting old

Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
I'm getting old

All my sorrow, all my pain
And I'm just a man, ain't got no one to blame
And truth be told
I'm getting old

I'm calling for you, please don't go
Winter is coming and I'm so cold
Dreams are like the hand I fold
I'm just getting old

Mm-mm-mm
It's the debt I owe
Mm-mm-mm
Lies are truth untold
Mm-mm-mm
I'm just getting old
Mm-mm-mm
I'm just getting old (Getting old, getting old)

Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
I'm getting old (Getting old)
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm

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