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Feeling like a million years

Rolling up have passed me by

I used to be green and careless

Now I’m seldom taken by surprise

Hey there, mama, you see me now?

Well, look how your boy’s grown up

I used to be afraid of falling

Now I couldn’t give a fuck

But this is no funeral horn

What this is is a return to form

Everyone’s accelerating

At a speed and I can’t keep up

All of these things they’re selling

I’ve no idea or need for a single one

Hey there, mama, you see me now?

Well, look how your boy’s grown up

I used to be afraid of falling

Now I couldn’t give a fuck

But this is no funeral horn

What this is is a return to form

Hey there, mama, you see me now?

Well, look how your boy’s grown up

I used to be afraid of falling

Now I couldn’t give a fuck

But this is no funeral horn

What this is is a return to form