Am I supposed to say what isn’t true? I’m not cut from that mold I’m coming clean It’s my everything My darkest nights My lonely fights My adrenaline
Am I supposed to say what isn’t true? I’m not cut from that mold I’m coming clean It’s just like 16 Head in the clouds Still hating the cops I’m never growing up
I’m not growing up I will never give up I will hold it in my heart I’m never growing up …it’s my everything
And I refuse to stay home, pay and pray With things to obey and consummate and have to hate No, I’m not the one I’m growing down Like Peter Pan
Am I supposed to say what isn’t true? I’m not cut from that mold I’m coming clean It’s my everything My darkest nights My lonely fights My adrenaline
I’m not growing up I will never give up I will hold it in my heart I’m never growing up