Growing Pains

From time to time, I stress my nervous mind
Over the graceless things I've done
From when I said the wrong words
Did the wrong thing
Got too drunk, couldn't say my own name
The list goes on, way longer than I'd like

I've walked on limbs they've broke a thousand times
No rejection isn't something I like to keep on my mind
But it happens on occasion, no equation
My mind's vacant
I can't seem to understand the reasons why

When you're 18
You stretch your mind over the small things
Low on dopamine and self-esteem
You just can't find out who you want to be
When you're 18

Another year, a thousand more mistakes
Of acting adolescent, staying up way too late
Dizzy heads make bad decisions
But Jim Beam helps out my linguistics
I think that I'm catching on this trend
Certainly, sure enough it's figured out
I got Philosophies of a fried-brained drunken burnout
I get bad at walking but good at talking
Then bad at talking and good at falling
Finding ways to coast on through my life

When you're 19
You think you're wild enough to be free
Wasting dopamine on green
And thinking 'bout the person you should grow to be
When you're 19

When you're 20
You realize you've been living lazy
Burning dopamine instead of finding out
Just who you really want to be
When you're 20