Back in lonely days in college always makes me dying
Getting real job was everything they cared
Studying politics and economics
Never good at mathematics
I never gave a damn
I tried to talk about my stupid dreams but no one’s listening
So I stayed back in the line
Wo I was only 21
Wo how could I be smart enough to be
Wo everybody’s so adult to me
Wo I never knew I’m not a teen
Wearing Dior and PRADA and sometimes CHANEL
Reaching upper class was everything she cared
Listening The Ataris and NFG
With Dickies and Hurley Tee’s
Nothing in between
So I sat back there in empty class, continued dreaming
Till I wake up to the sound
Wo I was only 21
Wo how could I be smart enough to be
Wo everybody’s so adult to me
Wo I never knew I’m not a teen
I’m dying confusing and lost in the sea
I’m dying confusing and lost in the scene
Wo I was only 21
Wo how could I be smart enough to be
Wo everybody’s so adult to me
Wo I never knew I’m not a teen
Wo I’m still at 21
Wo why should I be smart enough to be
Wo everybody is just the same as me
Wo I never knew I’m still a teen