Mature, mature, mature
With controlled adult allure
Do I age like warm Coke? Do I age like cheap jokes?
I'm not sure I'm mature
I'm scared of fame
We spread filth on available names
But the grown men I've seen are content with their being
They're secure, they're mature
I'm told, "Be yourself,
just don't weird out anyone else"
What if sections of me don't make others happy?
Failure, immature
You know you've been their too
Two choices presented to you:
Filter your breaths, or make love to your left of center
What was yours?
If your choice was the first,
you'll be assigned a social nurse
Whether you're talking thick books, or being strange to get looks, don't be sure you're mature
But if your choice was the last,
Your soul's developed fast
You've grown into it well, and I'm jealous as hell
I'm admiring, and I'm trying
We are so many people each day
We play so many people each day
Baby, we change
You are so many people each day
You play so many people each day
Baby, you've changed
