30 is fucked up and I'll tell you why In your 20s you spend time saying goodbye To your lived-in kid skin and it feels like new living You're free to begin And your dreams have no ceiling But one day you'll cross that line And your friends won't have the time You'll see that there's no lifeline Only you and your limits And suddenly what could be is replaced with what you need A 401k savings and some guilty pleasure The truth is there's no shame to finding your feet All the way up to and through your 30s But the story we see when we're shapeable teens Is that properly fucked up American dream So one day we're losing sleep Over dumb shit like equity And the dreams that we dare to dream Have to fall within reason And suddenly wild and free Is beat down to mild and weak And there's no time for asking why The answer's a deadline I know that we're all not exactly the same But can we agree that the pressure's insane To obsess, hustle, grind just to survive Like it's not a man-made mountain that we all climb Sure there are good days too And yes your kids are so cute Remember when we were young and so full of living I guess that it's not so bad And it's not polite to be sad The system is ironclad And tomorrow I get paid