This is my first semester
Of not really giving a shit at all
It seems time is moving faster
Velocity sends me crashing through that wall
Let me know
Who you want me to be
These times are gold
Let's slow them down
My mind is sold
On keeping my shit together
I don't think I'll ever know
What school I'll attend next year
I don't care where I go
As long as it's far from here
Please let me know
Who you want me to be
These times are gold
Let's slow them down
My mind is sold
On keeping my shit together
Quite a pickle I'm in
I don't want these times to end
But everyone hates me
And I need to leave
These times are gold
Let's slow them down
My mind is sold
On keeping my shit together
