Bacchae Older I Get
I'm tired of being young
And being jerked around;
You say I'm inexperienced;
You think you have it figured out!
You tell me who to love
You tell me who to be
You disregard my privacy
And poison all the air we breathe
You're building up a house
You're locking us inside
You light the fire, dusk to dawn
You burn it as you go along!
The older I get
The less that I know
And now knowing nothing
Is just getting old
Oh!
Youth is illusion
Guilty as proven
I couldn't do it;
I never
Blew it right through it
Much better
Youth is illusion
Guilty as proven
Empty and useless
I never
Thought I could do it
Much better
I'm sick of being sick!
I'm done with feeling down!
I'm too young to feel this old;
I'm always hopeless, tired now
You tell me what to wear
You tell me what to think
You tell me how to talk and act
You tell me what to eat and drink
You're building up a house
You're locking us inside
You light the fire, dusk to dawn
You burn it as you go along!
The older I get
The less that I know
And now knowing nothing
Is just getting old, oh!
Youth is illusion
Guilty as proven
I couldn't do it;
I never
Blew it right through it
Much better
Youth is illusion
Guilty as proven
Empty and useless
I never
Thought I could do it
Much better