I Am Thirty - Dan Bull, Genesis Elijah

No longer considered youth

Youth is wasted on the young, I am living proof

They say you only regret the things you didn’t do

But I didn’t think it through to see the hidden truth

And I didn’t do a lot, but sit in my room and plot

About all the things I could do, and did I do it? Did I fuck

This isn’t cool, this isn’t cool

I was convinced I’d just finished school, silly fool

With every minute miniscule wrinkles materialise

By my eyes at the feet of the crow like time it flies

Where did my twenties go? My childhood went too slow

Time passes faster now, but I didn’t sense it though

I missed the manly knowledge that we’re all meant to know

Like how to put up shelves, or to mend a fence that’s broke

Instead I’ll poke my nose over my bifocal lenses

And get overly sensitive to semi-offensive

I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty

At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me

At half my age I was fifteen

Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez

Man, a fool at forty is a fool forever

I used to think at thirty that I’d have it all together

How’s he look so old? We used to go to school together

Wait, is that how he sees me? Man, this is awkward, fella

Yeah, they say with age comes wisdom

They took my wisdom, teeth, and then the greys came with them

I care less about trying to save face, these young rappers gave chase

Like I’m trying to stay paced with them

Yeah, I’m getting old, but ain’t that the goal?

Keep up with these young tings? Yeah, that’s a no

'Cause bro, I spent my whole twenties on the road

And ever since then I’ve just been coming in to my own

Comfortable in my own skin, comfortable on my own

Some of you have only got older, but never grown

Many never made it this far, so we’ll never know

I let my soul speak on recordings just to let the record show, yo

If I could give you any piece of advice

It’d be at any point you reach in your life

You’re always young to someone, and you can always find

A reason to rise, following dreams is what keeps us alive, I swear down

I am thirty, a baby racing straight there

From the first down on my crown to streaks of grey hair

Time is short, make my steak rare

I’m still innocent, but living in a snake’s lair

They like to fight Bulls and bait bears

So take care with whom you break bread, or you could wake dead

That’s what my mate said, I’m an older generation, time to take the role of

elder statesman

My hellraising days of uncontrolled mayhem are ancient

Now I take pains to stay safe, evade danger

And frown on the same behaviour, it’s innate nature

To lay the foundations, now our generation’s outdated

My «going out» rate is downgraded

It’s mad, jeez, I have reached the age

My mom and dad had been when they had me, sadly

A has-been, give me back my happy teens, baggy jeans

You can even give me back my acne, gladly

I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty

At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me

At half my age I was fifteen

Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez

I am thirty, and hardly got my hands dirty

At least, a third through life, and I’m still learning all that can hurt me

At half my age I was fifteen

Twice my age I’ll be sixty, jeez