Leaving the Nest
Being a kid with caring parents is easy
You dont have to worry about paying for anything
Without any remorse, they'll buy you a freezie
But once you grow old enough, they'll let you out from under their wing
And facing the world you realize how much money it takes to survive
I grew up as soon as I had to make money and thrive
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