Grow Up I was born grown-up I was born With a sense of right and wrong That was unmistakable And I have had to dwell In the world of fucking children My entire life Children playing grown-up Children making rules Children throwing tantrums Children calling it the truth And I thought I was alone Then I found a few more grown-ups They were called Aquarius And we’re sick And fucking tired Of you being children Grow up Grow up I’m not asking anymore Grow up You want to be heard? Use your voice You want to be respected? Speak the truth You want to change something? Call it what it is Stop hiding behind silence Stop hiding behind fear Stop making everybody else Carry what you won’t say Grow up I will demand it My frequency demands That you come up to par Rise to it Or get out of the way Because I am watching A man’s brain break In front of me Watching him struggle With things I had to learn All by myself Speak your mind Actually speak Truth Call things out As they are And fucking talk about them How is this so difficult? How did we become a species So terrified of our own voices? You know something is wrong But you won’t say it You feel something But you won’t name it You see something happening But you look away And then you wonder Why nothing changes GROW UP Use your voice I will demand it And you will fucking hear mine Until I hear yours Not the voice you use To keep everybody comfortable Your voice Not the answer You think I’m looking for Your answer Not what your mother told you Not what your father taught you Not what society trained you to swallow What do YOU think? What do YOU know? What do YOU see? Say it Say it SAY IT Because I cannot do your growing For you I can drag you to the door I can point to the fucking mirror I can stand here And demand the truth But you You have to walk through Grow up I demand you grow up Not because I think I’m better Because I am fucking tired Of watching people Refuse to become themselves I’m tired of adults Acting like children I’m tired of children Having to become adults I’m tired of silence Being mistaken for peace I’m tired of compliance Being mistaken for goodness I’m tired of fear Being mistaken for wisdom Grow up Stand up Speak up Look at it Name it Feel it Own it Do something with it That’s what grown-ups do And if my frequency Is too much for you Then raise yours Because I’m not coming down I’m not shrinking I’m not making myself smaller So you can stay comfortable Come up to par Or move aside Because I demand you grow up And you will fucking hear my voice Until I hear yours.
