These Golden Years (feat. Dezzy Foxx)

Grow up, kid, get off your phone The internet won't make you less alone You know today's the deadline for your Scholarship, stop crying Wailing away at your three main chords And exploring the wonders of the darkening forest Futile attempts at preserving your youth You goddamn selfish fool Legs get weak and so does skin And patience stretches mighty thin It all works out in the end Wars break out and lights go dim The human heart won't help you win And all you need is a friend Is a friend Don't wanna be an accomplice all my life Especially not to all these petty crimes That define success in linear ways And strip away your pride But oh, thank God for minimum wage Cause if they could, they'd put me on a stage And pay me when the people laugh at my voice Legs get weak and so does skin And patience stretches mighty thin It all works out in the end Wars break out and lights go dim The human heart won't help you win And all you need is a friend Is a friend Legs are weak and bones are thin, feelin' Disembodied, I know it's kinda grim We are the way to the end Wars break out and hope of peace but We've been unemployed for close to three weeks I need a Band-Aid, for these cuts that bleed I need a future for these children that breed But most of all Before I cave in I need a reason In these golden years