Oftentimes, I am irresponsible because I am young
and there remain more chronicles of my life to be sung.
I act like a child which is not pleasing,
hoping that my youth is not just a passing phase.
There are games that I play that raise eyebrows and sneers
or words that I say that don't belong with my peers.
I try to break free from this puerile mold,
grow up, get out,grow old.
I dance in the twilight of my youth
I run from the sun of adulthood
I cling to the past though it will never last,
I wish things were simpler right now.
Responsibility is my Damocles sword,
raised over my head by a silver cord.
Someday it will fall,fall,fall.
Someday it will fall.