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Lines form on my face and hands |
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Lines form from the ups and downs |
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I'm in the middle without any plans |
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I'm a boy and I'm a man |
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I'm eighteen, and I don't know what I want |
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Eighteen, I just don't know what I want |
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Eighteen, I gotta get away |
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I've gotta get out of this place |
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I'll go runnin' in outer space, oh yeah |
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I've got a baby's brain and an old man's heart |
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Took eighteen years to get this far |
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Don't always know what I'm talkin' about |
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Feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt |
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'Cause I'm eighteen, I get confused every day |
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Eighteen, I just don't know what to say |
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Eighteen, I gotta get away |
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Woah, lines form on my face and my hands |
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Lines form on the left and right |
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I'm in the middle, the middle of life |
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I'm a boy and I'm a man |
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I'm eighteen and I like it |
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Yes, I like it |
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Oh, I like it, love it, like it, love it |
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Eighteen, eighteen, eighteen, eighteen and I like it |