Текст песни Debeli Precjednik - Peter Pan Syndrome

Am I supposed to say what isn’t true?
I’m not cut from that mold
I’m coming clean
It’s my everything
My darkest nights
My lonely fights
My adrenaline

Am I supposed to say what isn’t true?
I’m not cut from that mold
I’m coming clean
It’s just like 16
Head in the clouds
Still hating the cops
I’m never growing up

I’m not growing up
I will never give up
I will hold it in my heart
I’m never growing up
…it’s my everything

And I refuse to stay home, pay and pray
With things to obey and consummate and have to hate
No, I’m not the one
I’m growing down
Like Peter Pan

Am I supposed to say what isn’t true?
I’m not cut from that mold
I’m coming clean
It’s my everything
My darkest nights
My lonely fights
My adrenaline

I’m not growing up
I will never give up
I will hold it in my heart
I’m never growing up