Lyrics I Am Thirty - Dan Bull, Genesis Elijah

I Am Thirty

No longer considered youth
Youth is wasted on the young, I am living proof
They say you only regret the things you didn’t do
But I didn’t think it through to see the hidden truth
And I didn’t do a lot, but sit in my room and plot
About all the things I could do, and did I do it? Did I fuck
This isn’t cool, this isn’t cool
I was convinced I’d just finished school, silly fool
With every minute miniscule wrinkles materialise
By my eyes at the feet of the crow like time it flies
Where did my twenties go? My childhood went too slow
Time passes faster now, but I didn’t sense it though
I missed the manly knowledge that we’re all meant to know
Like how to put up shelves, or to mend a fence that’s broke
Instead I’ll poke my nose over my bifocal lenses
And get overly sensitive to semi-offensive
I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty
At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me
At half my age I was fifteen
Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez
Man, a fool at forty is a fool forever
I used to think at thirty that I’d have it all together
How’s he look so old? We used to go to school together
Wait, is that how he sees me? Man, this is awkward, fella
Yeah, they say with age comes wisdom
They took my wisdom, teeth, and then the greys came with them
I care less about trying to save face, these young rappers gave chase
Like I’m trying to stay paced with them
Yeah, I’m getting old, but ain’t that the goal?
Keep up with these young tings? Yeah, that’s a no
'Cause bro, I spent my whole twenties on the road
And ever since then I’ve just been coming in to my own
Comfortable in my own skin, comfortable on my own
Some of you have only got older, but never grown
Many never made it this far, so we’ll never know
I let my soul speak on recordings just to let the record show, yo
If I could give you any piece of advice
It’d be at any point you reach in your life
You’re always young to someone, and you can always find
A reason to rise, following dreams is what keeps us alive, I swear down
I am thirty, a baby racing straight there
From the first down on my crown to streaks of grey hair
Time is short, make my steak rare
I’m still innocent, but living in a snake’s lair
They like to fight Bulls and bait bears
So take care with whom you break bread, or you could wake dead
That’s what my mate said, I’m an older generation, time to take the role of
elder statesman
My hellraising days of uncontrolled mayhem are ancient
Now I take pains to stay safe, evade danger
And frown on the same behaviour, it’s innate nature
To lay the foundations, now our generation’s outdated
My «going out» rate is downgraded
It’s mad, jeez, I have reached the age
My mom and dad had been when they had me, sadly
A has-been, give me back my happy teens, baggy jeans
You can even give me back my acne, gladly
I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty
At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me
At half my age I was fifteen
Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez
I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty
At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me
At half my age I was fifteen
Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez