Transition by Tim De Cotta Lyrics

I’m too old for this
I said I’m too old for this

Bleeding balled up fists
Can no longer resist

That changes do exist
I’m too old for this

Can’t ball up my fists
Can’t ball up my fists

I’m need to exist
In a way without resistance

Getting too old to push against it all
I’m too old for this

But I’m too young to miss out
I’m too young to miss out
I’m too young to miss

Miss this…

I can feel it in my bones
Time has already known
How this plays out for me
But I’ve still yet to see

I’m still new at this
Don’t wanna resist
Changes do exist, yeah
I’m not too old for this

Gonna ball up both my fists
I need to exist
Resist the way I feel
I’m too young to miss

Miss this…