Broken down on the side of the 405 Again, again I'm so stressed bout my life that I'm here getting high Amen, amen Remember bikes in the summer, world was ours to discover Back then, back then Don't wanna be another stat, now I'm wondering is that A sin, a sin? I don't want the real world With your white picket fences, no l'd rather be reckless Like before All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned Need to be free, too young to be Tied up in the real world Welcome to the real world Gotta keep your voices down gotta make your parents proud and Make money I just wanna be scraping up my knees I miss those days I don't need guarantees I've been thinking lately I don't want the real world With your white picket fences, no l'd rather be reckless Like before All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned Need to be free, too young to be Tied up in the real world Welcome to the real world Take me back into the past when nothing was so serious and nothing mattered Take me back to golden days when we were setting fires yeah we'd misbehave I don't want the real world With your white picket fences, no l'd rather be reckless Like before All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned Need to be free, too young to be Tied up in the real world Welcome to the real world