Over

Verse 1
Chris you are thirteen acting twenty five.
Like ruining your life is some kind of vibe.
You said you are fine. Yeah sure. Okay.
But everyone can see you throwing it away.

You think it makes you cool somehow.
But honestly you just look like a clown.
You had a chance. You had it good.
Then you chose to mess it up like I knew you would.

Chorus
Chris get a grip. Wake up your brain.
You are not a rebel. You are just a pain.
You think you are tough but here is the truth.
You are just a kid wasting your youth.

And I am not staying to watch you crash.
Not gonna drown in your dumb trash.
You picked that path. So here is the deal.
I am done with you. For real.

Verse 2
You called me dramatic. Said I complain.
But look at yourself. You are the one insane.
Thirteen years old and acting wrecked.
Like bad decisions earn respect.

Guess what Chris. They really do not.
You lost the one person who actually cared.
Not someone who would watch you fall apart.
So congrats genius. You broke your own heart.

Chorus
Chris get a grip. Wake up your brain.
You are not a rebel. You are just a pain.
You think you are tough but here is the truth.
You are just a kid wasting your youth.

And I am not staying to watch you crash.
Not gonna drown in your dumb trash.
You picked that path. So here is the deal.
I am done with you. For real.

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