Honeyblood all dragged up

teething pains are meant to fade when incisors
pierce through.
when mother nature planned for age, she must´ve forgot about you.
growing old gracefully is an art-from, you see.
better to let it be, then hang on despeartely.
why won´t you grow?
why won´t you grow up?
do we have to drag you up?
why won´t just, oh why won´t you just grow up?
tantrums are a minor fling.
they´ll cease when you begin to take wise words implored.
it´s all been done before.
growing old gracefully is an art-from, you see.
letting youth have it´s peace
is frightfully deathly.
why won´t you grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
do we have to drag you up?
why won´t just, oh why won´t you just grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
do we have to drag you up?
why won´t just, oh why won´t you just grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
do we have to drag you up?
why won´t just, oh why won´t you just grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
why won´t you grow up?
do we have to drag you up?
why won´t you just cause everyone must grow u