PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS
I’m An Adult Now Lyrics


Well, I don’t hate my parentsI don’t get drunk just to spite themI’ve got my own reasons to drink nowThink I’ll call my dad up and invite himI can sleep in till noon anytime I wantThough there’s not many days that I doGotta get up and take on that worldWhen you’re an adult it’s no cliche it’s the truth(Chorus)'Cause I'm an adult nowI’m an adult nowI’ve got the problems of an adultOn my head and on my shouldersI’m an adult nowI can’t even look at young girls anymorePeople will think I’m some kind of pervertAdult sex is either boring or dirtyYoung people they can get away with murderI don’t write songs about girls anymoreI have to write songs about womenNo more boy meets girl boy loses girlMore like man tries to figure out what the hell went wrongI can’t take any more illicit drugsI can’t afford any artificial joyI’d sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhereWith a mind full of chemicalsLike some cheese-eating high school boySometimes my head hurts and sometimes my stomach hurtsAnd I guess it won’t be longTill I’m sitting in a room with a bunchof people whose necks and backs are achingWhose sight and hearing’s failingWho just can’t seem to get it upSpeaking of hearing, I can’t take too much loud musicI mean I like to play it, but I sure don’t like the racketNoise, but I can’t hear anythingJust guitars screaming, screaming, screamingSome guy screaming in a leather jacketWooah!
(Chorus)'Cause I'm an adult nowI’m an adult nowI’ve got the problems of an adultOn my head and on my shouldersI’m an adult now….

PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS


I’m An Adult Now Lyrics

Well, I don’t hate my parents
I don’t get drunk just to spite them
I’ve got my own reasons to drink now
Think I’ll call my dad up and invite him
I can sleep in till noon anytime I want
Though there’s not many days that I do
Gotta get up and take on that world
When you’re an adult it’s no cliche it’s the truth
(Chorus)
'Cause I'm an adult now
I’m an adult now
I’ve got the problems of an adult
On my head and on my shoulders
I’m an adult now
I can’t even look at young girls anymore
People will think I’m some kind of pervert
Adult sex is either boring or dirty
Young people they can get away with murder
I don’t write songs about girls anymore
I have to write songs about women
No more boy meets girl boy loses girl
More like man tries to figure out what the hell went wrong
I can’t take any more illicit drugs
I can’t afford any artificial joy
I’d sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhere
With a mind full of chemicals
Like some cheese-eating high school boy
Sometimes my head hurts and sometimes my stomach hurts
And I guess it won’t be long
Till I’m sitting in a room with a bunch
of people whose necks and backs are aching
Whose sight and hearing’s failing
Who just can’t seem to get it up
Speaking of hearing, I can’t take too much loud music
I mean I like to play it, but I sure don’t like the racket
Noise, but I can’t hear anything
Just guitars screaming, screaming, screaming
Some guy screaming in a leather jacket
Wooah!

(Chorus)
'Cause I'm an adult now
I’m an adult now
I’ve got the problems of an adult
On my head and on my shoulders
I’m an adult now….

http://music.cbc.ca/#/blogs/2013/11/Rear-view-Mirror-Video-made-a-radio-star-The-story-of-The-Pursuit-of-Happiness

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