So they say you need to know,
What direction your life is going to take
But your only in your teenage years
Who the hell knows
They say settle down and make a home,
Find a partner and have a few kids
But you're barely in your twenties
So who the hell knows
They say you need a career
To leave your first home and upgrade
With a giant wage to keep you warm at night
This is your thirties and
Who the hell knows
So by now you have it all
A large house, grown up children and a career to die for
Your forty now you have it all worked out
But who the hell knows
Your teenage years a lifetime away
Your twenties nothing but a vague memory,
Your thirties spent working your fingers to the bone and
Your forties spent trying to figure out the meaning of life
But there is no timeline to happiness
You have to take what you can when you can
A career doesn't define you and
lack of a career neither makes you or breaks you
It's your life, time it your way, even day by day.
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