Child-like
Older than the skies
Crow's feet's got your eyes
A lazy face to live by

Incredible
The charm that gets you by,
Fattened with a good smile
Seasoned with privilege

Take your time
Mother didn't mind
She's giving you the right
Showing you the good life

Late bloomer
Always thinks it's fine
Time is on your side
This is what you live by

You paint a picture of a careless lie
You paint a story that just isn't mine
And I won't listen, don't tell me what to do
I won't listen, don't tell me what to do

Raise your fists up take control
I will never become who you are
I will never become who you are

Are you happy?
Well I guess you must be settled
No I don't see inspiration
No I don't see any hunger

Are you frantic?
Do you stay awake for passion?
No I don't see that inside you
There's nothing that can change you

You paint a picture of a careless lie
You paint a story that just isn't mine
And I won't listen, don't tell me what to do
I won't listen, don't tell me what to do

Now you're twenty-five
And you cannot hide what you'll never become
I will never become who you are
I will never become who you are


Lyrics submitted by kflorence

Crow's Feet song meanings
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