I'm finding out
It's kinda hard
Growing up
And finding out who you are
You know who you are

Looking at the moon
It was looking at the sea
Staring at a gun
Staring at me

I'm finding out
I'm not so nice
I'll put you down
And crush you like ice
So you better think twice

Looking at the moon
It was looking at the sea
Staring at a gun
Staring at me