I'm 27 and before you know it I'll be 42
And so will you
Time it sure does pass at such a pace post adolescence
You can pause
Address some flaws

So rebuild that comfort zone you wade in
Claustrophobic on a throne
Rethink the stubbornness you wage in
Aging on a microphone

Data that reflects dead ends
And gloomy consequences dance about
Cementing doubt
Waiting too patiently
Potential prone to latency
So you've got work to do

So rebuild that comfort zone you wade in
Burning up upon a throne
Instincts dull from passive waiting
Plastering a fragile home
Yet this district sank awhile ago!