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"25!"

I walked two miles in the rain in a suit
My feet torn up by my father's shoes
Receipts and cards tumble out of my pocket
To the floor of the station. I still don't have a wallet
Up a flight of stairs to Herald Square
The umbrellas of New York take up too much air
So we just walk real slow at double-arms length in unison

My mom dragged me to the doctor today
I had a cough for a month and it won't go away
I've been sleeping on floors for three hours a day
And I got no insurance, so she has to pay
I can't talk to my friends because I'm embarrassed
That I keep sliding back down. I keep getting depressed

We got our ideals but no way to achieve them
We got our degree but got no means to use it
We're swimming in debt with no way to surmount it

We got thirty bucks and we spend it on whiskey
We got credit cards, so we got a new TV
We got mobile phones but no minutes so text me

Get out of my way because I'm 25
And I still act like I'm 10!
I'm 25! And I don't learn from my mistakes
I make them again and again and again and again and again...

We swallow our pride over piles of problems
We whine and complain but we don't try to solve 'em
We're reaching for answers but nobody's got 'em

Get out of my way because I'm 25
And I still act like I'm 10 goddamn years old!
I'm 25
And I still act like I'm 10 goddamn years old!

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