Troye Sivan - 21 lyrics

(And most importantly, are you still having fun?) It looks good put on paper But when you have it for yourself And you're piling up the paper With trophies on your shelf You'll be calling for help You remember the days you could go out late And you wouldn't have to call security When you could settle down downtown walking with childhood friends Well that's long since ended Cause now everywhere you walk's on a red carpet Everywhere you go's on a white rocket You're filling up rooms and everybody's talking You have more than enough for that Saint Laurent jacket It's all piling up but you've no room to stack it You want to bring love but there's no room to pack it Lock your tray tables up in an upright position You barely listen Cause your pa**port's full due to 15-year-old ambition And you're wishing That the lights didn't stain your eyes That your family could come for the ride Wish your heartbreak wasn't on the radio Cause it's been four years now, time to let it go You wish your branding could have been more kid-friendly You wish you didn't sing so damn gently You ask yourself what you've been asking since you turned 21 Am I still having fun? Every once in a while you'll get a letter from your friends But you're too caught up in your style and selling out stadiums, and there's no end Cause now everywhere you walk's on a red carpet Everywhere you go's on a white rocket You're filling up rooms and you don't know how to stop it You have more than enough for that Saint Laurent jacket It's all piling up you've nowhere to stack it You want to bring love but there's no room to pack it Lock your tray tables up in an upright position You barely listen Cause your pa**port's full due to fifteen-year-old ambition And you're wishing that the lights didn't stain your eyes That your family could come for the ride Wish your heartbreak wasn't on the radio It's been four years now time to let it go You wish your branding could've been more kid-friendly You wish you didn't sing so damn gently You ask yourself what you've been asking since you turned 21 Am I still having fun? Does it sound like I'm still having fun, this is tearing me up and you've won They're grabbing my hands and pulling me down like they have to take my crown But in time I'll fade away And only then I'll feel safe And lonely when the lights come down Lock your tray tables up in an upright position Wish the lights didn't stain your Lock your tray tables up in an upright position You barely listen Cos your pa**port's full due to fifteen-year-old ambition And you're wishing That the lights didn't stain your eyes That your family could come for the ride That your heartbreak wasn't on the radio It's been four years now time to let it go You wish your branding could have been more kid-friendly You didn't have to sing so damn gently And you ask yourself what you've been asking yourself since you turned 21 Am I still having fun? Having fun, having fun (hey!) Am I still having fun, fun (hey! hey! hey!) Am I still having fun, having fun, having fun (hey!) Am I still having fun? What you've been asking since you turned 21 Am I still having fun?