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[Incomprehensible]

For so long I've been told to give it up
To get a job and stop dreaming of what I'm dreaming of
Maybe if I was more like you, I'd have a single thing to say
I could look forward to, I could look forward to

I'm not that same kid that I used to be
But I still got the same philosophy

If growing up is giving in
Then count on me to count myself out, yeah
If growing up is giving in
Then count on me to count myself out, yeah

Getting sued by my friends
Taught me that I can't pretend
That I'm immune to the rules of adult hood

I'd rather be a starving artist than a wealthy critic
I'd rather be a space cadet than bitter and jaded
Brain dead and rewarded for it like everyone else my age is

I'm not that same kid that I used to be
But I still got the same philosophy

If growing up is giving in
Then count on me to count myself out, yeah
If growing up is giving in
Then count on me to count myself out, yeah

I'm not the same kid
I'm not the same child
I might still be a prick
But at least I'm not a prick in denial

I wake up late just to miss the whole day
In this putrid spew that I call my bedroom
Putting on clothes just to take them off
In a couple of hours, why the fuck do I bother?

I wake up late just to miss the whole day
In this putrid spew that I call my bedroom
Putting on clothes just to take them off
I want to ride this train and hope it never stops

This is all I got, this is all I want
This is all I got, this is all I want
This is all I got, this is all I want
This is all I got, this is all I want
This is all I got, this is