All we do is rage and miscommunicate Is it what it is, what it is Or so they say They call it the coming of age They call it the coming of age Do you feel it too? Do you feel it too? Before it flowers, it is a seed It starts with you and me Maybe it's hopeless Or maybe it isn't And maybe it starts with this Maybe it starts with this Free to a degree Greed is a disease All these fallacies and smoke screens And lyrics that mean nothing They call it the coming of age What do they know anyway? They call it the coming of age Do you feel it too? Do you feel it too? Before it flowers, it is a seed It starts with you and me Maybe it's hopeless Or maybe it isn't And maybe it starts with this Maybe it starts with this I think it's time to switch it up I think everybody knows deep down That they don't really care about us We are the dead But it isn't over yet And one step to the left can cause a butterfly effect Get down, down, down Into the void No choice say it louder Keep your head down, down, down, down, down, down Before it flowers, it is a seed It starts with you and me Maybe it's hopeless or maybe it isn't And maybe it starts with this Maybe it starts with this ♪ It starts with this It starts with this Maybe it starts with this