Turning Eighteen

I'm turning eighteen, it's insane They call it the coming of age The best years someone can witness But it's more like an end cause I'm out of wonderland Still the same lame conversations Still roll my eyes to their exceptions Still scared of having bad grades Still stuck at home while they go out Oh, my big mistakes Blow out the candles one more time Breathe in, you're gonna be alright And as the years were passing I was dancing on a tightrope everyday I wake up and nobody called So am I that invisible But I'll laugh and say "anyway" Money does not come from friends And it's sad to say The greatest men are always alone at the end of the day Nobody is waiting home Oh, what a tragic fate So blow out the candles one more time Breathe in, you have to be alright And as the years were passing I was running on a tightrope everyday I've got the memories in my head But they turned slightly blue I build bridges like architects But mine fall like rivulets And I know, I know It's not new But it doesn't feel like home Like a town in my mind I don't know anyone Like the bricks of my house That fall down through the floor Blow out the candles one more time Breathe in, I hope I'll be alright And as the years were passing I was looking back on a tightrope everyday