What if all my best years are behind me?
What if they ended when I was nineteen?
After all of these years that I´ve wasted
When I get what I want, will I hate it?

And after all my overthinkin´
I´ve got nothing here to show
I wanna hang out with the big kids
But I´m afraid of getting´ old
Don´t tell me it will get better
Don´t say it´ll be okay
It´s not a mood, it´s not a phase

It´s a quarter life crisis
All of my vices, rise to the service
They´re workin´ the night shift
A quarter life crisis
There´s nothing like it
I look at my face and I don´t recognize it

I´m too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I´m stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid
I feel like my mind is twenty five sided

I´ll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis

I´m no longer naïve, I´m corrupted
And I don´t feel as pure as I once did
Maybe if I could turn to religion
I´d believe all my sins were forgiven

Man, I guess all my overthinkin´
Didn´t make me very smart
How can I fight this summer fiction
When I´m up for it in the past
Still couldn´t get myself together
I guess some things never change
It´s not a mood, it´s not a phase

It´s a quarter life crisis
All of my vices, rise to the service

They´re workin´ the night shift
A quarter life crisis
There´s nothing like it
I look at my face and I don´t recognize it

I´m too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I´m stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid
I feel like my mind is twenty five sided
I´ll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis

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It´s a quarter life crisis
Tried to describe this
Do other people, they don´t realize it?
It´s a quarter life crisis
There´s nothing like it
I look at my face and I goddamn despise it

I´m too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I´m stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid
A quarter life crisis, guess I´ll just write it
I´ll let you know if I ever survive this quarter life crisis

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Ah (Quarter life crisis)
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