| Hey, I was just thinking that maybe you don’t need to waste
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| Some of the best days of your lives, trying so hard to abide
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| By some preset list of rules
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| Talking about conviction
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| When you haven’t even been convinced of anything yet
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| Just stressing about letting down all your friends
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| It’s like having your mom pick out your clothes for you
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| You’re still too young to know where you stand on anything yet
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| And there is nothing wrong with that
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| It might be kinda fun to get to know yourself a little while
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| Take a left at every fork, stare into every cloud
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| On the journey to find what’s in your heart the only thing to be united
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| With is that pulsing in your veins
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| But seriously, fuck all that for a while
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| What’s the point of being a kid
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| If you are not gonna run wild and break every stupid rule
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| Even the ones that make those bands seem cool
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| You might as well hang out at church
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| Mark my words
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| There’s still so much that you have yet to learn
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| Your strongest beliefs the ones that will see you through
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| Will come to you when least expected
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| They can’t be forced, will not be shaped to fit
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| Truth does not come when called
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| And if you’re only young once and these days, they move fast
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| Why would you waste one second of them
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| Falling in line, following rules
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| It sounds so simple but I know it’s fucking hard
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| It’s gonna take a little while to find out exactly who you are
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| But then maybe the day won’t come
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| When you have to turn your back
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| One all those things that you once stood for
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| Left behind like some old pile of shirts
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| I’ve seen it happen so many times before
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| Spit in the face of a sacred oath
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| That some of us took when ready |