Just turn the page to twenty-three
Tomorrow be twenty-four in the morning
A new day, late at night
It's not the same, it's a mystery, a history
You're gonna live until you die
It makes you shake, it knocks you out
A blinding light, black as night
Being born, you got no choice
You're gonna live until you die
Fifty-two years old today
Forty-four yesterday
It's all mixed up, don't make no sense
Just turn the page to twenty-four
There may be a hundred, there been before
You might have been somebody else
Your world is shaking, it makes you shake
Might as well go on and shake
Just turn the page to twenty-three
You're gonna live until you die

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