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letra de getting old - max wassen

mama
i can’t pay my bills yet
i’m lying on the sofa
and nothing feels real, yeah
just put me in that coma, wake me up when i’m rich, yeah
yeah i’m asking: mama how come no one gets told?
growing up’s getting old

an ally an act ‘aves a
beautiful backpack
but bullies be broke back who
barter by bus-passes
currently cool cats who
couldn’t count, cut class
coppin’ it den dash
dat’s when i learned that
abcs that’s the easy bit
hard tryna get ahead
tails when i’m flipping it
callin’ what’s right ain’t the easiest
someone else’s penny that you bettin’ with
see the sense getting lost from the governing banks
and the pens they on chains for the customer’s sake
oh you need that change? well you first need change
what’s rising, rent? or minimum wage? (just wait)
you think what the h-ll can we do?
cause a lot of clean debt got the dirtiest shoes
when i’s little i had something, something to prove
now i’ve nothing, with nothing to lose
mama
i can’t pay my bills yet
i’m lying on the sofa
and nothing feels real, yeah
just put me in that coma, wake me up when i’m rich yeah
yeah i’m asking: mama how come no one gets told?
growing up’s getting old

and the backpack i had had pokémon cards
jeans that i wore, they were baggy with stars
dreams that i dreamed came straight from the heart
i can’t remember the last time i had one (had one)
had one belt with a tamagotchi clipping
kool-aid on the way to an unfinished bas-m-nt
where a couple good friends played beyblade thinkin’
if i moved at 12 it could be fun
a dumb little kid with a pocket of a dreams
wallet full a lint but a wallet with seams
and even crops gotta start with some water and seeds
and if you grow you fought for the cream
thought i’d be free so free when i’m old and i’m grown
didn’t really think that i’d still be broke
selling my old clothes just to get some cash
to pay my rent or wipe my ahh

mama
i can’t pay my bills yet
i’m lying on the sofa
and nothing feels real, yeah
just put me in that coma, wake me up when i’m rich yeah
yeah i’m asking: mama how come no one gets told?
growing up’s getting old
how come no one gets told
growing up’s getting old
how come no one gets told
growing ups gettin’
mama
i can’t pay my bills yet
i’m lying on the sofa
and nothing feels real, yeah
just put me in that coma, wake me up when i’m rich yeah
yeah i’m asking: mama how come no one gets told?
growing up’s getting old

- max wassen

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