Growing up and Growing Beards (Lyrics)

You say there’s nothing left to fear We’re growing up and growing beards Well theres a song bleeding out of my pencil’s tip There’s a guitar in my hand and a ring on my lip And I’m changing I’m changing for the worst [Chorus:] Night I’ve had in years Was the night I had to deal with us And deal with who I am But I can’t help with all these things that I say I will become better I will fight for this for me Now when I say That I’m losing the battle All I mean is I’m trying to heal I’m trying to speak Out against all this depression I feel I’m sorry I hurt I’m sorry this was the worst [Chorus]