I've been so outta touchnNot that it Matters muchnBecause i'm back in there and playing the same gamenCome up for air and I gotta seenThat another year walked out on menAnother line on my face and i start to look my agenIt's a fight each daynWake up, you've got to seenThis aint a game, No victorynJust a constant struggle to remain the samenIt's a fight each daynThe years keep drifting bynLook around and you will findnthat the faces all about are not the same