Nineteen Lyrics

Nineteen by Movements

There's a fire in my heart,

but I've got blood in my mouth

Tongue caged by my teeth,

trying hard just to speak

But your shout has got me beat

and I'm rusting

I'm rusting

Instrumental

And my mother always told me

"Tread lightly," "don't step on his toes,"

And that was okay at a young age

But I am fully grown

Suit and tie at the table

Another disappointment

I'll stay quiet, still unstable

I'll swallow the poison

Cause I am not who you were at nineteen

I am not the man you want me to be

I'm not a warrior, I am fragile, I am weak

I'm not a warrior, I am not you, I'm barely me

Intrumental

Someday I hope to make it clear to you

that success is not determined by leather bound books and ink on paper,

but rather the passion that I have found

out of heartbreak and anger.

I know that happiness is stability,

but stability

is not a desk job.

And I refuse

to sacrifice my aspirations for an income and security.

What the hell is "security"?

See, I'd rather die at my fullest.

Poor, but free to roam,

than let an office drain me slowly

for the sake of a home.

Cause I watched your endless intermission,

an actor trapped in mediocrity.

Gave up on your ambitions,

and your convictions compared to mine

what a rigid dichotomy

Cause I am not who you were at nineteen

No, I am not the man you want me to be

No, I'm not a warrior, I am fragile, I am weak

No, I'm not a warrior,No, I am not you, I'm barely me

No, I am not who you were at nineteen

No, I am not the man you want me to be

No I am not,

No, I am not

No, I am not my father's son