LYRIC
There is no escape
Cause I'm finally old enough to fade [Verse 2] What's my type?
What's my archetype?
Do people come in shapes and sizes, like they say? [Verse 3] To be born again
To be a child again
With the weightlessness of looking at the world [Verse 4] What a shame
To idolize such aimlessness,
But when the time comes be like everyone else
'Tighten up'
In America they call it "growing up"
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