Allergic to Adulthood
Come get with the show
Ice is not snow
It’s time to pack your bags and go
Come back to Earth
Know what your worth
Don’t let your days be filled with hurt
Allergic to Adulthood
The pollen from the wisdom tree
Allergic to Adulthood
You sneeze at responsibility
Back then where the days
Passed in a haze
Memories of light trapped in a maze
Fresh pumpkin pie
A tear in your eye
As the parade goes stumbling by
Allergic to Adulthood
The pollen from the wisdom tree
Allergic to Adulthood
You sneeze at responsibility
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