Complicated!
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
Life's hard when you feel like a disappointment
Everything you do makes you feel annoying
Problems stacked on you like they're all adjointed
And then linger for a while in your subconscious
I keep stopping, wonder when I'll kick up the pace
But my brain keeps throbbing
I keep watching
Time goes by but I sit and I process
Thinking bout life as a masterpiece
Sad, then leave, had to be
Crashing seas, scattered trees
Agony, palpatory, waggon thieves
Far as can be, but close to home, to the bone
My bars hit but I'm spitting dome, barking hard like paw patrol
Spit fire, I'm dealing with spark control
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
That last verse didn't make any sense
I don't make music that would pay the rent
I make art so y'all can relate
And I'm done trying to fight hate with hate
I'm done trying to drive out the fear inside
Rewind this, listen to "LOSE YOUR MIND!'
I couldn't medicate my struggles, but I tried to
And admitting that, I'm losing my pride, too
Driving back home, feeling like the man of the hour
Funny when you're gone, minutes start to feel like hours
Lost in conversation late at night
And you somehow miss when your siblings fight
And you somehow miss when you'd sit and cry
Cause that's home, and that's where you feel alive
Cause that's home, and that's where you feel alive
And talking bout this, making me lose my nonsense
Shedding skeletons that I kept in my closet
Pain don't leave, cause you know it's a process
Feel like Tommee, but no Profitt
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
Life's hard when you feel like a disappointment
Everything you do makes you feel annoying
Problems stacked on you like they're all adjointed
And then linger for a while in your subconscious
I keep stopping, wonder when I'll kick up the pace
But my brain keeps throbbing
I keep watching
Time goes by but I sit and I process
Thinking bout life as a masterpiece
Sad, then leave, had to be
Crashing seas, scattered trees
Agony, palpatory, waggon thieves
Far as can be, but close to home, to the bone
My bars hit but I'm spitting dome, barking hard like paw patrol
Spit fire, I'm dealing with spark control
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
That last verse didn't make any sense
I don't make music that would pay the rent
I make art so y'all can relate
And I'm done trying to fight hate with hate
I'm done trying to drive out the fear inside
Rewind this, listen to "LOSE YOUR MIND!'
I couldn't medicate my struggles, but I tried to
And admitting that, I'm losing my pride, too
Driving back home, feeling like the man of the hour
Funny when you're gone, minutes start to feel like hours
Lost in conversation late at night
And you somehow miss when your siblings fight
And you somehow miss when you'd sit and cry
Cause that's home, and that's where you feel alive
Cause that's home, and that's where you feel alive
And talking bout this, making me lose my nonsense
Shedding skeletons that I kept in my closet
Pain don't leave, cause you know it's a process
Feel like Tommee, but no Profitt
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
How do I grow up?
I don't know
It's complicated
It's complicated
Credits
Writer(s): Aiden Goldsmith
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