Maturity

Here comes the innocent

Here comes the pain onto my shoulders,

Like boulders.

Here comes the arrogant,

Here come the people who don’t deny the fact that they are…

That they’re superior and everything means nothing.

That ties they make ill break, they think it’s everlasting.


It’s time to fall,

You can’t have it all;

Make it better,

It’s possible to make it better forever.

These fancy things

That you want in life.

It’s time to fall,

You can’t have it all;

Make it better,

It’s possible to make it better forever.

If you fail,

You can try again.


Here comes the daylight,

Here comes the immature, who realize who they are at night,

The step stones that they take in stride,

The strides they use to run away from fright.

3 BEAT REST NO!


It’s time to fall,

You can’t have it all;

Make it better,

It’s possible to make it better forever.

These fancy things

That you want in life.

It’s time to fall,

You can’t have it all;

Make it better,

It’s possible to make it better forever.

If you fail,

You can try again.


Here comes the innocent,

They lift the pain off of my shoulders,

My shoulders.

You’ve overcome your past and shame,

Your old habits and raging fists;

You have saved yourself now.