To the Class Of-

I don't have a plan and goddamn do I need one now

My cigarette butts have too long been littering this town

I know that they'll kill me if I don't start putting them down

But maybe that'll save me from having to figure life out

'Cause I'm closer to this past

Than I am the future

Feeling less like an adult

And more like a creature

My parents have given everything that they could to me

Maybe that's why it's been so hard for me to want to leave

Nevertheless I have hidden some tricks up my sleeve

To get out their basement

The ceilings too low for my dreams

Still, I'm closer to this past

Than I am the future

Feeling more like an adult

Who's still on the bleachers

What do I do in the meantime so I can get paid?

Until I'm making money singing this song up on stage

I guess I could find a job that lets me still sleep in late

So I can roll face and make it into work the next day

See, I'm closer to this past

Than I am the future

Feeling less like an adult

And more like a creature

I do want a family someday, so this shits gotta stop

To give them the life that I've always been dreaming about

Getting there will take just a little bit of know how

Which I'm learning by letting this chapter of life take it's bow

Now, I'm farther from this past

Than I am the future

Feeling less like an adult

I didn't either