This is the song i never wanted to write
At some point i traded who i was for this life
Or maybe it was the other way around
We all have a box
We just need to fit in it
It works to the benefit of the
Perceptions of society
Tell me who you wanna be
I'll give you my idea of you
Then you have to work towards that goal
Admitting things that i would rather not
Cause maybe you'll find out i ain't what you thought
Pretty soon i'll be at a 9-5
Wasting time
Until i die cause i got 40 years
So much life is left to live
I'm 25 and so sick of it
But don't tell God or my wife
Causе if they knew how i was really feeling
I'd probably find thе guts to finally do it
At some point i traded who i was for this life
Or maybe it was the other way around
We all have a box
We just need to fit in it
It works to the benefit of the
Perceptions of society
Tell me who you wanna be
I'll give you my idea of you
Then you have to work towards that goal
Admitting things that i would rather not
Cause maybe you'll find out i ain't what you thought
Pretty soon i'll be at a 9-5
Wasting time
Until i die cause i got 40 years
So much life is left to live
I'm 25 and so sick of it
But don't tell God or my wife
Causе if they knew how i was really feeling
I'd probably find thе guts to finally do it
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