Old Highs

I hear the noise from the crowd it's slipping away I feel I am getting old, I fear it every day I see the youngsters, their cheap tricks are sickening me So calculated, soulless and inhumane Can't resign at 45 Look at me, oh God I am still alive Chasing my old highs I am reminiscing All the time All the time Can't unwind Can't unwind All the time I can't unwind I can't unwind Scared I am a washed up has-been pining away I feel i've had enough, I feel it every day Out on the weekend they used to circle me Now I am old news, bottled up blue and passé Can't resign at 45 Look at me, oh God I am still alive Chasing my old highs I am reminiscing All the time All the time Can't unwind Can't unwind All the time I can't unwind I can't unwind There is nothing left for me I am on my own in my own crusade There is nothing left for me I am on my own in my own crusade Can't resign at 45 Look at me, oh God I am still alive Chasing my old highs Can't resign at 45 Look at me, oh God I am still alive Chasing my old highs Now I am crumbling All the time All the time Can't unwind Can't unwind All the time I can't unwind I can't unwind