Sleep with all the lights on, You're not so happy. You're not secure. And you're dying to look cute in your blue jeans But you're plastic just like everyone, you're just like everyone. And that face you paint is pressed impressing Most of us as permament. And I'd like to see you undone.
And college night, Will draw the crowds, Dorms unload and you're heading out. Here is your moment to shine. Making up a history, It's nothing from the life you lead, But man will they buy all your lines.
Sleep with all the sheets off Bearing your mattress, Bearing your soul. And your trying to look smooth with your tattoos But your searching just like everyone, you could be anyone. And those friends you have are the best impressing Most of us as permanent, But I'd like to see you undone.
Youth's the most unfaithful mistress, Still we forge ahead to miss her, Rushing our moment to shine. Making up a history, It's nothing of the life you lead, But man will they buy all your lines.
We're not 21, but the sooner we are the sooner the fun will begin. So get out your fake eyelashes and fake id's, And real disaters ensue. It's cool to take these chances. It's cool to fake romances, And grow up fast, And grow up fast, And grow up fast, And grow up fast.
Compositor: Christopher Andrew Carrabba (Christopher Carrabba) ECAD: Obra #32081211