I'm getting older and my hair is turning grey
I ain't been sober, in about a month of Sundays
My life is changing, God sometimes it goes so fast
All my old friends, seem more like old ghosts from the past
But they don't haunt me no more
When they rattle their old chains around my door
I just let 'em in, and let 'em sleep on the floor
Cause I ain't scared of anything, or anyone anymore
Sometimes when you're running, it's best to just slow down
And don't let nobody, try to tell you that you can't
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