It's a myth that you're fed from birth
Nothing more than a lie
That life has to be spectacular
To even be worthwhile
It's a pipe dream
A viral fantasy
Spreads like a plague
But there's
No shame
Boy
It's the end of an era
Your final round
You coming of age
And though
You tried to be different
You'll see that there's nothing
The matter with being the same
There's a major problem with
The concept of dreaming large
When those big dreams start to break
They shatter twice as hard
By all means
Reach for the stars
But keep in mind
That there are worse things
Than settling
Boy
It's the end of an era
Your final round
You coming of age
And though
You tried to be different
You'll see that there's nothing
The matter with being the same
Life waits for no one
So move the f*ck on
So move the f*ck on
So move the f*ck on
Boy
It's the end of an era
Your final round
You coming of age
And though
You tried to be different
You'll see that there's nothing
The matter with being the same
It's the end of an era
Your final round
You coming of age
And though
You tried to be different
You'll see that there's nothing
The matter with being the same