I′m making the most of my life
Til the day that I hit twenty-five
I know that they'll make an adult of me
I know that I′m not quite ready to be
And I know l've got some growing
I realized the other day
When I said some things that
I knew that I shouldn't say
I opened up a letter of bills
That I didn′t pay
They were due in April
But now it′s the end of May
It's sad that I
Prepare to be so young
′Til the end of time
I realized
When I struggled to get out
Of my room last night
Got on my phone
And I begged for my brother
To take me home
When he asked why
I said I'd rather be here alone
I went to the doctor again
Said I was behind on my rent
He told me it′s not a problem for him
I said that you're so good at listening
And they know
L′ve got some growing
I realized the other day
When I said some things that
I knew that I shouldn't say
I opened up a letter of bills
That I didn't pay
They were due in April
But now it′s the end of May
It′s sad that I
Prepare to be so young
'Til the end of time
I realized
When I struggled to get out
Of my room last night
Got on my phone
And I begged for my brother
To take me home he asked why
I said I′d rather be here alone
It's sad that I
Prepare to be so young
′Til the end of time
I realized
When I struggled to get out
Of my room last night
Got on my phone
And I begged for my brother
To take me home
When he asked why
I said I'd rather be here alone
Writer(s): Iyiola Babatunde Babalola, Darren Emilio Lewis, Victoria Beverley Walker, John Kearney
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