Why Grow Up
When your young
Likes full of adventures and fun
You don't have to worry about money
and going to school was just about getting your homework done.
Now I blink and the days go by
Slow down, Please slow down!
no more pain, no more cry.
I'm scared of school, once again,
I look up to the lords and lie..
to myself.
But one day, we'll get over
like a raw drink, we'll get sober
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