30

30 is fucked up and I'll tell you why
In your 20s you spend time saying goodbye
To your lived-in kid skin and it feels like new living
You're free to begin and your dreams have no ceiling

But one day you'll cross that line
And your friends won't have the time
You'll see that there's no lifeline
Only you and your limits
And suddenly "what could be"
Is replaced with "what you need"
A 401k savings
And some guilty pleasure

And the truth is there's no shame to finding your feet
All the way up to and through your 30s
But the story we see when we're shapeable teens
Is that properly fucked up American dream

So one day we're losing sleep
Over dumb shit like equity
And the dreams that we dare to dream
Have to fall within reason
And suddenly wild and free
Is beat down to mild and weak
And there's no time for asking why
The answer's a deadline

And I know that we're all not exactly the same
But can we agree that the pressure's insane
To obsess, hustle, grind just to survive
Like it's not a man-made mountain that we all climb

And sure there are good days too
And yes your kids are so cute
Remember when we were young
And so full of living
I guess that it's not so bad
And it's not polite to be sad
The system is ironclad
And tomorrow I get paid