Mid-Life Crisis
Go on run, run from your life
You did the home, kids , and wife
You should run before you fall
So just run, run from it all
Nine to five's a daily grind
Just leave it all far behind
No more sweat, stress, or strife
Better run, run from your life
Kids don't care, it's such a crime
They're on their phones all the time
As for you, they never call
When you run, run from it all
She swore, till death do us part
But you can't thaw a frozen heart
Every hour cuts like a knife
Gotta run, run for your life
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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