Writer: Jack Bradley, Nathan Henry Hubble, Grace Marchant
Composer: Jack Bradley, Nathan Henry Hubble, Grace Marchant
Lyrics
I was fascinated by the world
She was fascinated by my curls
I was dumb and only 18
Now a decade ago she was a teen
Said I'd succeed
Could't afford to fail
Was earning minimum wage
Couldn't afford to fail
Don't be blinded by my age
Cuz comparison is a jail
And even if I fail
at least I set sail
Living on my own, edge of being grown
Trying to build an empire, forgot about the throne
young and already had a fair share of thrills
Imagine being 17, worrying bout bills
Now the only thing that keeps me sane is knowing everyone else is just the same
Now the only thing that keeps me
Not the violence of the bad
but the silence of the good
That makes everybody think
the world is misunderstood
That's what she would mention whenever we would meet
My daily decision was should I work or should I eat
And now I'd rather sound conceited
as long as I don't sound defeated
If you knew the way I've been treated
If you knew the ways I've been greeted
You would think I' d be depleted
She said to me use your heart less
Took it too far, became heartless
When I had no time, money was worthless
And without it feels time worth less
Should've known relationships wouldn't last
What affects the present like the past
So come on honey let's not pretend
This isn't just a cool story for your friends
Cups of tea, cured my anxiety
Felt I was flying free
Then I met society
Dying silently