كلمات Older

Nothing really matters If nothing's really real Flying ’round the corners With one hand on the wheel Probably happened to our fathers Around the time that we were born Something like a nightmare Or, shit, just feeling bored Pull the spoke out of the axle (spoke out of the) And let the tire spin free There's no measuring the distance Between you and me 'Cause we’re all getting older We're all getting older We're all getting older We're all getting older Changing up our lovers Like we're changing our clothes Chasing our shadows Fuck, where did they go? Where did they go? We sit around on barstools, huh We laugh and we drink So caught up in the lights and the action That we don't have to think, we don't have to think How we're all getting older We’re all getting older We’re all getting older We're all getting older We’re all getting older We're all getting older We're all getting older We're all getting older