You tell to me grow up, no more time to waste
Adulthood equals suit and tie, living a life copy-paste
Throw away my ideals, change my life, change my routine
Money rules once again, wake up it’s not a dream
I won’t bow down to society’s needs
Growing up is fucking not for me
I’d rather die young with empty hands
Than follow your yuppie crap
You insist that I have to drop my useless lifestyle
This music is for kids, all my friends are weird
Selling my beliefs for a big wage is the solution
2 years ago you were talking to me for revolution
I won’t bow down to society’s needs
Growing up is fucking not for me
I’d rather die young with empty hands
Than follow your yuppie crap
I won’t bow down to society’s needs
Growing up is fucking not for me
I’d rather die young with empty hands
Than follow your yuppie crap