You tell to me grow up, no more time to waste Adulthood equals suit and tie, living a life copy-paste Throw away my ideals, change my life, change my routine Money rules once again, wake up it’s not a dream
I won’t bow down to society’s needs Growing up is fucking not for me I’d rather die young with empty hands Than follow your yuppie crap
You insist that I have to drop my useless lifestyle This music is for kids, all my friends are weird Selling my beliefs for a big wage is the solution 2 years ago you were talking to me for revolution
I won’t bow down to society’s needs Growing up is fucking not for me I’d rather die young with empty hands Than follow your yuppie crap
I won’t bow down to society’s needs Growing up is fucking not for me I’d rather die young with empty hands Than follow your yuppie crap