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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Skipped stone days on a dead-end road
Hand-me-down jeans and a nicotine coat
We were sixteen
Swearing we were grown
Burning through nights like they were our own
[Chorus]
We were growing like weeds in the neighbor’s yard
Pushing through cracks in the broken tar
Didn’t slow down
Didn’t look back once
Growing up too fast on a sugar rush
Life going too fast
We were hanging on glass
Taking every risk like it couldn’t cut deep
We were growing like weeds
We were growing like weeds (hey)
[Verse 2]
Backseat truth in a parking lot
Red plastic cups and a busted watch
Time stood still till the sirens came
We laughed it off
But it marked our names
[Chorus]
We were growing like weeds in the neighbor’s yard
Pushing through cracks in the broken tar
Didn’t slow down
Didn’t look back once
Growing up too fast on a sugar rush
Life going too fast
We were hanging on glass
Taking every risk like it couldn’t cut deep
We were growing like weeds
We were growing like weeds
[Bridge]
All the missed calls
All the slammed doors
All the “I’m fine”s we were bleeding for
Never checked the map
Just pressed the gas
Didn’t know a good thing till it passed (oh)
[Chorus]
We were growing like weeds in the neighbor’s yard
Pushing through cracks in the broken tar
Didn’t slow down
Didn’t look back once
Growing up too fast on a sugar rush
Life going too fast
Yeah
It all ran past
Taking too many chances on too little sleep
We were growing like weeds
Now the roots go deep
But I still feel that speed
Details
GeneratedJan 22, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Crunchy early-2000s alt-rock: overdriven twin guitars, dirtied-up bass, tight acoustic kit. Verses push in a steady, palm-muted groove; choruses explode with wide power chords and shout-along gang vocals. Male vocals with a slight rasp, doubled in the hook. Middle section drops to half-time, then slams back in with a final, anthemic chorus.
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
2000s rock, Growing like weeds, growing up to fast. Not taking time to reflect. Life going to fast. Taking too many chances.
