You spent your twenties feeling
That you're walking on the ceiling
And you party like you're eight feet tall
You say working's for the birds
Chasing dreams in mini skirts
From here everything seems small
Then thirties come around
And you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old,
Your moisturizer's been less time tanning
You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turning from rock n' roll
To kids and politics and how much money you owe
Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
walking
thirties
things
tanning
still
starting
start
bitch
wonder
chasing
gonna
finish
dreams
friends
finally
around
small
fifties
everything
hanging
turning
party
eight
thighs
holds
happy
twenties
shifty
boring
bigger
feeling
almost
clear
ceiling
ground
skirts
under
ignoring
peace
though
knock
maybe
money
never
places
planning
birds
politics
gravity
reflection
conversations
sixty
seems
future
kinda
spend
glass
spent
squeeze
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