G#
Fear is real,
Cm
There is no escape,
Fm D# G#
Cause I'm finally old enough to fade.
G#
What's my type?
Cm
What's my archetype?
Fm D# C#
Do people come in shapes and sizes like they say?
G#
To be born again,
Cm
To be a child again,
Fm D# C#
With the weightlessness of looking at the world.
C#
What a shame,
G#
To idolize such aimlessness
Fm D# C#
But when the time comes be like everyone else.
C#
Tighten up,
G#
In America they call it growing up.