Subterranean expectations, like a walking hibernation
Learn to make the most out of your age
25 has arrived
Still, a few less friends surround you
Tell me nothing can astound you
Where's your head? Are you finished yet
If the world's not what you wanted, make a change while you're still on it
Candles only burn for so long
Your party mix is only 20 songs
"First Day of My Life" sounds empty
You just can't let all of them see
Where's your head? Did you forget
This entire Earth's before you, and you've barely seen it yet
You won't escape what's haunting you
You never really wanted to
If you wait for it to come, it always does
You're counting on the aftermath
It doesn't have to be like that
If you wait for it to come, it always does
If you wait for it to come, it always does
Subterranean expectations, like a walking hibernation
Learn to make the most out of your age
Take the time to count your blessings
First of all, you're second-guessing
Bought the book, refused to turn the page
Happy birthday
