Growing Up’s A Scam

[Verse 1]
Turned eighteen
They shook my hand
“Welcome to the real world
Kid
You’ll understand”
Now it’s dishes in the sink
Emails at three a.m
I lost my sleep
My friends
My weekend
[Verse 2]
Got a raise
Lost my mind
Chasing numbers on a screen I can’t rewind
They said one day it clicks
It all feels planned
I’m still googling “how to be an adult” again
[Chorus]
Growing up’s a scam
I want my refund
You said it gets good
Where is the fun?
I’m tired
I’m broke
I’m faking a plan
You promised it’d make sense
Growing up’s a scam (hey!)
[Verse 3]
Shared apartment
Paper walls
I hear my neighbors fight about their student loans
We all laugh
Say “it’s fine
That’s life”
Then cry in the bathroom under fluorescent lights
[Bridge]
Who decided this was winning?
All these forms and endless spinning
If this is what “you’ll get someday” meant
You can keep it
I’m not convinced
[Chorus]
Growing up’s a scam
I want my refund
You said it gets good
Where is the fun?
I’m tired
I’m broke
I’m faking a plan
You promised it’d make sense
Growing up’s a scam (oh-oh)
[Chorus]
Growing up’s a scam
Are you in on it too?
We’re all nodding at meetings
Screaming in our rooms
If this is the dream
I’ll hit restart if I can
’Cause you promised it’d make sense
Growing up’s a scam (growing up’s a scam)

rock, Fast, punchy pop‑punk with mixed male/female vocals trading lines; palm-muted guitars in the verses snapping into wide-open power chords on the hook. Tight, driving drums and buzzy bass keep it sprinting; gang vocals shout the title line. Brief halftime bridge with tom build, then a final double-speed chorus for a cathartic shout-along ending., punk, pop