Twenty Five - Junior Battles

You’re always high and I’m always drunk

We think we’re justified by saying we’re still young

When I turn 25, as if anything will change

Will I have made up my mind about staying in one place for more than a year

Maybe two or three

Most of all, will I be happy?

No, I don’t think so

You’re never there and I’m never quite awake

So I won’t recognize the weight of my mistakes

When I turn 25, as if anything will change

Will I be satisfied and will we be happy

I’m starting to get into trouble

‘Cause after all of these years, all the numbers, they still don’t add up.

But most of all, will I be happy