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Well I suppose it's time I did something with my lifeI've spent the last five years telling myself that everything will work out fineAnd it won't be long until my friends agreeThey're sick of spending all their fucking money on meAll these excuses don't prove that I'm uselessCause deep down the truth is I'm just too lazy to tryThere's a place I've found that I can call my homeBeing pennyless and out of luck with a guitar and a microphoneAnd even though it appear that we've been making progressI still fear that we've done nothing but regressThe surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like homeAnd the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never knownAnd I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to loveAnd I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am with growing upOld friends become acquaintancesAnd all that's left are places and memories of late night conversations About growing up and staying closeAnd never giving up on those dreams that we all know won't materialiseThe surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like homeAnd the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never knownAnd I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to loveAnd I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am with growing upLetras de cancionesThe surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like homeThe people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never knownAnd I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to loveAnd I'm not quite sureThe surroundings that I hate so much have grown to feel like homeAnd the people that I've spent most my life with it seems I've never knownAnd I've forgotten all the words to every song I used to loveAnd I'm not quite sure how comfortable I am With growing up, with growing up, with growing up. From Letras Mania