I Can't Relate

Twenty-three, just trying to make ends meet
I never believed in what society told me and I don’t think that we’ll ever
change
Don’t want to be put in my place
I don’t belong there, no I don’t belong there
(no I don’t, no I don’t, no I-)
Don’t tell me what’s right for me when I’m the happiest that I will ever be
Can you look yourself dead in the eyes and say you got what you wanted out of
your life?
I can’t relate to your routines or your student loans
I grasped the things that I know all on my own
If I died tomorrow my headstone would read: «Never needed much, lived my life
for me.»