Brazen days and frightful nights
Lips are loose brain clenched tight
Twenty-four turns eighteen
Weightless on a tired scene
Same sound, same feel and frame
Are you unreal about appeal
Starting to wane
When I grow up
I'll start feeling younger
(When I grow up)
No more will I owe
(When I grow up)
Sister I won't lean on
(When I grow up)
I'll go with the flow
Habit forming late night wrecks
Shallow time consumes the check
Surrounded by love not returned
Pressure button glows
And the band plays burn
To stop, or question why
Takes the fun out of living a lie

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