Watsky - The Price of Growing Up lyrics

We're just some fleas on the back
Of some slightly bigger fleas
On a dog on a boat full
Of holes that barely floats
On a sea full of souls full
Of secrets we can't know
Facing facts isn't nice

But, it's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up

We get to drive, get to smoke
Get to fuck and vote and booze
Get to bruise like a peach
When we lose it all
But, you only lose what was gained
And we gained so much
So thanks (Thanks) for the drinks (Cheers)
Here's the check



It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up

It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up
It's the price of growing up