D
Oh boy it seems I'm 21 
Gb7
It's been another year 
Bm
I guess I should confess 
G
About my existential fears 

D
And yes it may depress 
Gb7
But don't digress just take a knee 
Bm
If you're a lady take my lap 
G
must be over 18 

D
I've figured what I love to do - that's great 
Gb7
Yet still I sometimes hesitate 
Bm
If tortured artists is my fate 
G
I need to stop and calculate 

D
The time I spend here in this room 
Gb7                         Cm
Whether it points to social doom
                     G
Assess the data then resume 

Bm
And I'm still
    E7   A7
Not sure what to do
Bm        E7
With these hands
         A7
When I'm out 

D
And the ladies? Oh they love me 
Gb7
They wont take a minute's break
Bm
JK my love life's reminiscent
G
Of sad turtle's in the shade 

D
But then again I don't try
Gb7
Trusting it'll drop by, 
Bm
If not well oh my, 
G
I guess it's more bro time 

D
My life - always constant
Gb7
Producing more content
Bm
Ten years in the making
G
and proud of product 

D
Productive but snoozing 
Gb7
The muse is elusive 
Bm
enough with excuses 
G
sit down and induce it

Bm
And I'm still
    E7   A7
Not sure what to do
Bm        E7
With these hands
         A7
When I'm out 

D  Gb7  Bm  G
I'm not excited bout drinking 
Cause you can drink beer 
when you're 18 here 
doesn't matter