paroles de chanson Quarter-Life Crisis - J-R3MI

Quarter-life crisis, quarter-life crisis
I don't know where I might just, -know where I might just
Be in a year or two or five, I might
Be in the same place now, just dyin'

I'm dyin' to live, but not livin' to give
Myself a life beyond the way of the kid
Still livin' in my momma's house, with nothing to give
I don't know what I want to do
How to do what I wanted to
Every time I try, I get stuck in a constant loop
Of mediocrity
Not even Socrates
Can fill this spot for me
My philosophy's this: I wanna be rich
But not rich from the money trees
Rich from my loyalties
I'm loyal to family
I'm loyal to fun and things

Basically I just wanna be happy
And I'm not happy alone
So I don't wanna leave home
'Til I can start up my own
Flock of birds, but it's gotta be hers too
And I don't know how to meet her
I don't know if I'm the dude she's been looking for

(So I'm livin' in a) quarter-life crisis, quarter-life crisis
I don't know where I might just, -know where I might just
Be in a year or two or five, I might
Have a wife, a home, a car that's right

The future's never told
That's why I write my life
Into existence, hop over the fences
To get back on the path, instead of staying set in my ways
('Cause I still got ways to go)
Way to go, J-R3MI
Wow, you got plenty of fans now
You even got chicks with they ass out
But nobody to love
You all on your lonesome
At least you ain't a virgin, fucked all over the sofa
But then you say, "So what?
It woulda been so good
If I went back to school to get that diploma"
You could've made it to Hollywood
Had a jolly-good time meeting actors of all kinds
Even starred in a movie
Better yet, gotten groovy with your peer on camera 9
There's just something about her; maybe it's in her eyes
You've been dating for some time
Now, it's come lunch time
You're thinking of asking an important question or punchline
But you just chicken out
Later on, she finds the ring
Then she does your number-one fuckin' favorite thing
She just stands there and stares
And then, she says, "yes"

She does it in her sexy-ass way, though
Bites her lip and fuckin' jumps into your arms and shit
Looks in your eyes like staring into your fucking soul
And just tells you without even having to say it out loud
That she fucking loves you
Like, bro, she's the fucking one!
I call this a success
Crisis averted
I'ma get my ass out this booth and make this shit happen
Make the life I wanna live
Hope you do too