Eighteen

Don't wanna be eighteen with responsibilities
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 Sometimes I get scared of growing up
 Entering a world with broken dreams
 Sometimes I get scared and throw it all up
 
 And June the third is
 Coming closer and I'm
 Nowhere near closure
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 Don't wanna be eighteen when I can't ride a bike
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 Still hang onto my sheets during storms
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 In my bed I'm ten but I can't shut my eyes
 I still wish I wore a school uniform
 And June the third is
 Coming closer and I'm
 Nowhere near closure
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 Don't wanna be eighteen with a messy room
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 Still wonder what lingers under my bed at night
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 Kinda wish I stayed at my mother's home
 Are we gonna know what it's like to be blind?
 'Cause June the third is
 Coming closer and I'm
 Nowhere near closure