A little voice in my head told me to start here
Seventeen dreams traveling through seventeen years
I'm graduating high school in a couple of weeks
And to be fair I really can't eat or sleep
This f*ckin bullshit is inside my head, I
Can't turn and run away gotta cope with the stress and pain
I pour my heart into
Mu-sic with every ana-crusis
I'm mending these bruises
These black and blue-ses
Let me tell you something
Something you may not know
I wrote this chorus in my mom's Honda Odyssey
When I was six years old
Yeah I listened to a lotta shit playin on the radio
The Nickelbacks, Green Days, Daughtrys of the past
But I wrote this chorus for me to sing
It goes a little like this
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Slow up, slow up, slow up, everybody now
Show up, show up, show up, everybody just
Hold on
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Slow up, slow up, slow up, everybody now
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Hold on
The little voice in my head wasn't really clear
I've wanted seventeen different things for seventeen years
I'm graduating high school in a couple of weeks
Do I focus on my music? Or should I sleep
This f*ckin bullshit is inside my head, I
Can't turn and run away gotta cope with the stress and pain
I pour my heart into
Mu-sic with every ana-crusis
These notes from the muses
I hope they're not useless
Let me tell you something
Something you may not know
On the surface I'm an electro-metalhead
But I love to vibe to JLo
Yeah I listen to a lotta shit playin on the radio
I can vibe to some pop, but I mostly pass
But I wrote this chorus for me to sing
Yeah it goes a little like this
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Slow up, slow up, slow up, everybody now
Show up, show up, show up, everybody just
Hold on
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Slow up, slow up, slow up, everybody now
Grow up, grow up, grow up, everybody just
Hold on