Life passes by and you don’t even see I remember when my mom first came to me She said: Son, life is hard, but wherever you be There’s nothing in the world that you can’t achieve I really wanted to believe it Believe that everything is pretty But it’s time to grow up and realize That the world is a mess And if you think about that It will never matter how hard you try Because the world was not made for you Oh, you can make the best way it could be But in the end, you’re just dust in the wind Because the world was not made for you Maybe things will get better when we face That life is more than a catchphrase I think being free can be a little scary Things that comes with it are way too much to carry It can be a huge thing to face up the truth Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you I've been running from the truth Being hidden on my youth But it’s time to grow up and realize That the world is a mess And if you think about that It will never matter how hard you try Because the world was not made for you Oh, you can make the best way it could be But in the end, you’re just dust in the wind Because the world was not made for you Maybe things will get better when we face That life is more than a catchphrase