GTFU Songtext
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GTFU Songtext
Young man
Will you ever act your age?
Will you ever turn the page?
Was the odyssey all you wanted?
Do you still have any friends?
Do you know where love begins?
Is the fantasy still worth somethin′?
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you're dreamin' of
Maybe I′m just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
Young man
The drink is gonna take its toll
Thе fame is gonna stain your soul
If you win it all, it all will kill you
I′m getting high and punching walls
I'm throwing up in bathroom stalls
Is it over yеt? ′Cause I regret this
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you're dreamin′ of
Maybe I'm just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
(Where are you going to)
(When, oh, will you go write that back)
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you′re dreamin' of
Maybe I′m just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
(Maybe I'm just too sentimental) To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
Will you ever act your age?
Will you ever turn the page?
Was the odyssey all you wanted?
Do you still have any friends?
Do you know where love begins?
Is the fantasy still worth somethin′?
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you're dreamin' of
Maybe I′m just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
Young man
The drink is gonna take its toll
Thе fame is gonna stain your soul
If you win it all, it all will kill you
I′m getting high and punching walls
I'm throwing up in bathroom stalls
Is it over yеt? ′Cause I regret this
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you're dreamin′ of
Maybe I'm just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
Young man, young man
Grow the fuck up
(Where are you going to)
(When, oh, will you go write that back)
Maybe the brick was never yellow
And the road was never fun
Maybe it's time to feel a little
Enough with all the drugs
Maybe it′s time that you let go
Of what you′re dreamin' of
Maybe I′m just too sentimental
To grow the fuck up
(Maybe I'm just too sentimental) To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
To grow the fuck up
Writer(s): Tofer Brown, Natalie Nicole Hemby, Nicholas Durocher, James Riddell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
