Gotta grow up
Gotta move on
Get out of my basement and get a job
But i'm so frightened
Of what real life is
I'm so young
Or so I hear
My future should be clear to me, I know that
But I can't get passed
I'm feeling all sorts of pressure
I got the girl, now I wan't the treasure
But what I don't move from where I am
Gotta look up
With my half full glass
I'm drifting off in class and thinking 'bout it
I can't be pouting
My day will come
Of that i'm sure
I shouldn't worry anymore they tell me
And hope that I see
I gotta leave this life behind, but
I can't get myself to make my mind up
How am I supposed to figure out who i am
It seems so far away
I can hardly drive a car today
That doesn't help to put
Anything into perspective
But y'know
I hope cause I don't
It's easy going now
I can only hope to find a way out
Not that i feel depressive
I only hope to be progressing in life
I hope i'm not right