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Growing up is giving up I'll sleep sideways on the bed in my moms basement It's where I feel at home You'll sleep with regret and no heart left in your chest I don't want to end up like you Your eyes are set on what you'll never have There's days I feel like a different person But I always come back to who I really am The American dream is dead, I'm still just a kid Balancing on the sidewalks of this suburban town Maybe this year I'll be able to stand up on my feet Or maybe I'll fall again I never want to grow out of this skin That's been dragged through the dirt That's what made me find happiness My thumbs are broken but I'll take these broken thumbs Over your grip on an empty life Your empty life From Letras Mania