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This job has gotten old I swear I'm getting way too old To continue getting told what to do By a twenty year-old dude Who just moved here three months ago Things are getting weird at school I'm blending in and keeping cool Crippled with Wisconsin fear that they all know the truth My cover's blown Thirty years old I know that I've been sort of stuck I'm catching up on growing up I'm manning up and crawling out of this rut I made my bed then lied in it And slept through life all because I made up my mind about my mind About not making up my mind I can't convey how it's frustrating All I can do is keep complaining I guess that it goes without saying These days it's never ending This shit is never ending SongtexteI know that this is all my fault Ten years ago I would have scoffed at the thought of growing up I made my bed then lied in it And slept through life all because I made up my mind about my mind About not making up my mind And I made up my mind About not making up my mind So I guess I'm making up my mind Aus Songtexte Mania