Alexander Supertramp

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