Nati Dreddd - Older

Oh, oh, i′m getting older
And oh, oh, i wish i told her

Dark circles, rising stress
Dirty clothes, all of my mess, but somehow i care less
My fears are irrational
Less sleep than an animal, but somehow i keep it casual

Oh, oh, i'm getting older
And oh, oh, i wish i told her
That everything is fine
And she will be divine
And i only know that ′cause i'm older

Looking in the mirror
I don't feel less bitter, ′cause all my time
Has taught me well
Surely that′s not sensible i don't care, i′m beautiful
And my body's not a story you get to tell

Oh, oh, i′m getting older
And oh, oh, i wish i told her
That еverything is fine
And she will bе divine
And i only know that 'cause i′m older
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, i'm getting older
And oh, i wish i told her
That everything is fine
And she will be divine
And i only know that 'cause i′m older