I Don’t Wanna Be Grown

[Verse 1]
Wake up, same shirt on my chair
Three alarms, still don’t care
Inbox screaming, red like sirens
Coffee, keys, where did the time went
Talking to my plants like friends
Paying for my fun in tens
Rent hits harder than the truth does
Got a check list longer than my group chats
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody acting like they got it figured out
Post it like a movie but they edit all the doubt
I’m just tryna keep my little brain above the clouds
Tell me, is it just me now?
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be grown (be grown)
Bills on my phone, won’t leave me alone (leave me alone)
I just wanna stay home
Dance in my room in my thrift store clothes (oh, oh)
Clock keeps dragging me on
But my heart says “hold that tone”
If this is what they call grown
I don’t, I don’t wanna be grown
[Verse 2]
Meal prep, same bowl, four days
Text mom, “how long do eggs stay?”
Group chat “let’s brunch” then we vanish
Everyone broke, but we speak Spanish
Smile big, new job, new stress
Name tag, same old mess
Buying all this food for one plate
Wonder if my old self’s okay
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody saying “it’ll all make sense one day”
But I’m doing math on every latte that I pay
Laughing at the chaos ’cause it’s cheaper than the shame
Tell me, are you all the same?
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be grown (be grown)
Bills on my phone, won’t leave me alone (won’t leave me alone)
I just wanna stay home
Sing to the mirror like it’s my show (my show)
Clock keeps dragging me on
But my heart says “change that song”
If this is what they call grown
I don’t, I don’t wanna be grown
[Bridge]
Hands up if you’re faking it daily (hey!)
Smiling while your brain goes crazy
High five ’cause we’re in it together
Lost kids wearing adult sweaters (oh yeah)
Spin around the living room, dizzy
Turn the pressure down, get silly
If we’re making it up as we go
Then say it, say it loud like
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be grown (be grown)
Bills on my phone, won’t leave me alone (leave me alone)
I just wanna stay home
Jump on the bed till the springs say “no” (woah)
Clock keeps dragging me on
But my heart says “write your own”
If this is what they call grown
I don’t, I don’t wanna be grown
(I don’t, I don’t wanna be grown)

pop, Mid-tempo glossy pop banger with a bright, agile soprano lead over a rubbery, syncopated funk bass groove and tight, side-chained drums. Verses stay punchy and percussive with choppy guitar and claps; pre-chorus lifts with airy synth pads and stacked backing vocals. Chorus explodes into a rhythmic, chanty hook with call-and-response ad-libs; bridge strips to bass, snaps, and vocal runs before a final, bigger chorus., funky, rhythmic