They say grow up, but I don’t want to.
They say get a job, but I don’t want to.
They say go to school, but I don’t want to.
So I have protested in anger of being told, but now…now I’m just getting old
It is no fun getting old, when all you want to do is still be bold.
The world breaks you down bit by bit,
Forcing you to tell your dreams to eat shit,
So I have protested and I have lost,
Now I have bit the bullet…but at what cost?