Fifty-seven years A hundred kin are dead Worried signs way out of my skin I feel the roses on my face Bloody knees fell into the modern day Don't tell me I'm only Under the weather Feeling so strange Growing pains Dust bowl dreams Haunted sleep Waking up to promises I can't keep Fill my lungs With so much of hometown loss Help me feel comfortable Don't tell me I'm only Under the weather Feeling so strange Growing pains It's just a feeling It's all that it is Those aren't your worries You have no regrets But my head keeps falling Out of my hands I'd love to feel good Got lines in the sand Don't tell me I'm only Under the weather Feeling so strange Growing pains Don't tell me I'm acting A little dramatic Feeling so strange Growing pains...