it seems so hard to get away from last week and yesterday
  i have to sit right here and watch it all go by
  is this really happening? maybe this is just a dream
  when i wake up ill be someone else
  i don't want to grow up, not just yet
  i don't wanna have to see your false sence of reality
  i don't wanna grow up, not just yet
  i don't wanna have to know how to play in your game show
  just don't ask me if you're getting thru to me
  just don't tell me the way that you want me to be
  you say ill fit nicely in society
  you only took a superficial look at me
  why can't i say i'm sick of you? is it wrong to say what's true?
  i'm skeptical about your point of view
  teaching us not to reflect, the opposite of intellect
  don't resist authority and you'll be fine
  you don't want me to speak my mind.