Rites of Passage

Breaks up, blow jobs, and black eyes
Basements and good-byes now
And now you're all freaked out
Trying to find out what your life's about
In your soul there's a broken bone, cause home so far
So far from home
And you got let down by occupy
Can't find the ties that bind
I wish I could help you through this phase
It's like Bowie says, you pretty young things
You go through ch-ch-ch-changes
Don't take the road they left behind us
Don't let them find us
Something you can't come back from
Something's lost, and something's won
What’s does is done
Move on to another one
Rites of passage
I used to think my thoughts were depraved
Too low to be saved, all shadow and shade
So scared for even thinking
Even diamond dogs have their days
It's like Bowie says, you pretty young things
You go through ch-ch-ch-changes
Don't take the road they left behind us
Don't let them find us
Something you can't come back from
Something's lost, and something's won
What’s done is done
Move on to another one
Rites of passage
It’s just rights of passage
Can't stop what's coming now to you
Life's knowing that you're going to die
Something you can't come back from
Something's lost, and something's won
This pains the same for everyone
​Rites of passage